Pura Sangre (feat. Homer El Mero Mero)

Like Clemenza pulling out the knife
We're mafia, call me Costellos
Sitting by the fire, watching a Donatello
A shootout, grapefruits falling
Vito bleeding, crying for Fredo

Go ahead, bro, you know the deal
Shoot to infinity without fear
I don't need to play that game anymore
She gives me a kiss while I light the fire
Tell the expert to measure it later, ah

Like a parrot that increases the flow
Little parrot watches over the flow
It's past six and the flow doesn't come
I always anticipate, never take risks
Now I'll explain how I play like Diego

I'm death talking to your grandfather
He looks good, I'll take him later
I always leave my marks on the ground
I can tell he's already scared, f**k it
End up talking alone with the blind

The night says to move, dude
She has something to leave me, I don't know
We all know what's going to be earned
I hit the stomach, in the end, he coughs
In the end, he coughs, p*ssy

They suck me, they have no balls
I'm around Elipa looking for laughs
With half a kilo inside the drawers
Eating keta ends with visions
End up with visions

Look
I feel that hunger from when I started
Just enough so it doesn't go away
I reserve the plate, don't share anything
Dreaming of AYAX in battlefields
Joining backs wielding the sword

The gray days when I listen to myself the most
I see nuances, regenerate the flow
My buddy says I never let go
He knows me, you come from afar
The real deal

I'm a pure blood like Publio
I'm all year round, lyrics and fist
Smoking weed only in the middle of autumn
Another year went by away from the desk
I have the drug that's not in any laboratory

Go ahead, bro, you know the deal
I melt it, I have the fire inside
Like a kid doing what I can
I'm still in the circus of the good boys
Greetings to Tepito, I'll be there soon

I repeat the duel and throw a drink to the ground for my dead
I only need heaven at the end of the story
If there's more crime than comfort for your feelings
Surely Christ will open the portal of suffering for you

A bandit knows about it being out, being in prison
They wait so much for progress that they paid any price
They earned contempt, they failed in business
There's no business for fools, all my partners understand that

I'm bringing euros from Barcelona
And now I have a seed in the area that looks like a champion
I smoke the joint kiss by kiss
The white girlfriend doesn't leave me

I'm dancing quartet, I'm showing respect
Betting I squeeze, I'm a complete gangster
Dangerous and discreet, silent and correct
If I get into trouble, I know how to get out

Take the pencil away from this delinquent
Because if he writes it, he does it differently
My buddy Adri is enough
The quality of the old continent
Running the red light at 120

The gray days when I escape the most
They call me boss when I close a deal
I bring it good, but not cheap
The nightmare of all those snitches, eh