Las Leyendas Nunca Mueren (feat. Myke Towers, Ñengo Flow y Aleman)

Yah, thinking if this is going to happen or not
Lighting one up and putting faith in it
I keep asking my God
I said goodbye to envy
The hand that caressed me
The same one that nowadays provides because it never bit

Far from envy seeking progress
Feel the shot, my voice carries weight
I pray to the Virgin of Guadalupe
We go out to kill, the atmosphere is intense
Prr-prr-prr, and you die
We're connected with all the powers
With swagger conquering women
And with flow climbing levels
From Miami to LA with an AK
I burst the double fades
Ovi, they don't have a break
Because we have the blessings of the king
Grateful to all who are here
Many blessings to those who leave
We never forget where we came from
Let's stay alive, that's part of the plan

Real G4 Life, baby
Here we are Rancho Humilde
Pure Homegrown Mafia doing it fine, dog
The fire
Real G4 Life
Ah
Tell them, Michael
Young Kings, baby

The bosses of my corner were the heroes and now they say I'm an example to follow
My life or yours, who will decide?
For a party, I don't want less than a hundred thousand
Money makes me happy, all these ladies make me happy
I always buy Céline bags
Your pussy matches my Patek Philippe
Rose gold, grandma spends her time praying the rosary
I have no adversaries, I am a young entrepreneur
I don't deal in the streets, but I am respected by bosses and users
So that the whole family eats, you know we will do what's necessary, hey
I want, mom, to get paid daily, it can't be weekly, hey
They look bad for fronting when they're nothing, hey
If they want to play, they will be left wanting to win
I don't have to tell them my name anymore, for me this shit is normal

Haters cry, check, envelope
The table has food, that's what's important, the rest is extra
Millionaire and I've never played poker
Keep inflating, it will explode, I'm going to slap you

They're not dancers, but I have a stick that makes them move
Let's go, we know each other
You're nothing, now don't come acting tough
Don't come acting tough
Before not, but now yes
See you later, it wasn't nice to meet you (fuck you)
And now the closet is too small for us, I don't have space for so much, no (no!)
Before I didn't even have clothes, I walked barefoot and shoes didn't fit anymore
I did stay on the street, I don't sing lies, it's not part of the show
There's no weapon with power that compares to the power of God's word

And boom (uh)
Aleman (hey)

Here comes Mexico, hell yeah, very warlike
I bring that which makes you energetic
At over a hundred on the periphery
Very tachycardic, call a doctor
Why invite me, if you already know I get all toxic?
Very disgusting and extravagant, but I'm not a drug dealer, I'm a musician
I'm proud of what I've achieved, that's why my mind remembers
That I owe nothing to any of you, so fuck off
So run, run, run, run, I carry a shotgun
And I will always fight to the death because I am an Aztec warrior

Haters cry, check, envelope
The table has food, that's what's important, the rest is extra
Millionaire and I've never played poker
Keep inflating, it will explode, I'm going to slap you

Snitch!
Real G4 Life, baby
Speak, Ñengo
Ovi
Young Kings, baby
On the way to the future
This is Rancho Humilde
With Real G4 Life, baby
Rocking in the house
The street is ours, with all the paperwork
(Myke Towers)
Ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah
This is a meeting of bosses
Here we only talk about how business is done, homie
(Hey, Ovi)
Who's in charge? Rancho Humilde
Yeah
Legends never die
Homegrown Mafia doing it fine, dog
Ovi
Yeah, yeah
Speak, G.O.
Krizous
Holly, prr!