La Ropa No Te Hace

Where the minors raised me
They are not born with laces
They are not children of drug traffickers
But yes about workers
Fighters, no frills
No comforts but
Humble and with values
that out of necessity
They become thieves

Thief mafia, the mafia of thieves
The underworld in the veins

Clothes don't make you
In the street school
The giles repeat
Brígido the class
Here with humility one is born

I prefer an ugly duck saw
Than a perkin with gold
And first class upholstery
Clothes don't make you
In the street school

The gile repeat
Brígido the class
Here with humility one is born
I prefer an ugly duck saw
Than a perkin with gold
And first class upholstery

I walk with my pure thief token
I don't need Gucci clothes
Not even a cord around the neck
They have never seen you arrive
With choreo in the population

I don't buy from them yet
Let them be sick and upholstered
Your nae of the year
But on the street they are late
The melody of the underworld
My chanting is progressing
Destroying the mindless
That there is no choriao in the street

Making those who think they are stupid shit shit
For having brand name clothes
And walk covered in gold
And in the street they look at them
Like a smoke from Malboro
A la Sergio Tachini
And to the Prada with the Uslander

I'm going on a flight
And I hit the screen
Reaching the population
Giving away expensive clothes
I pass them through my beak
And I tell them to their face
Ha, and I tell you to your face

I prefer to be killed
I humiliate myself with no one
His golden cord
Just like your yellow tooth
I prefer an ugly duck saw
What a shiny perkin

I go through the ñato
His watch and his ring
If they were born with a gold cord
I didn't even pay a parcel
I look at them like a toilet
And I'm pure choriando
Along Tomás Moro Avenue

pocket mil
But they are out of their mind
Jet is not created
Clothes and gold do not make the person
Screaming going down
From the east to the area
By Escolona Avenue 260 Tacoma

They think they are cursed by a cord
But they don't steal even as a joke
Don't let it eat you away
Even if they are brand
They pass them through the calloma
From Gucci or Emporio Armani
Your file is weona
Humility prevails
Giles rescue the noma

Hey ha
Clothes and jewelry do not make the person
They can be on brand
But if they are not humble
And they are not a person
Your jewelry is worthless

Pocket millionaires
But mind ducks
Gile so they can rescue
Values are worth more than money
Don't think you're damned
By its laces
That in no other way they will be flogged
by weone

Sincerely the thieves mafia
The only thing they tell you
She beats the gile in her songs
Renaglock the sinister
Death, the marda
With the melody of the underworld
The whole family
Albeiro Vicencio
The underworld bible
Kidd Clark the band and bandit
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