Ghetto Star

So much shine on the neck I look frozen
Those who grew up with me, none are bald
Where the singer arrives everything is Sold Out
They played with me and got punched

Multiplying money as if I were a nerd
I have an apartment on my left arm
They're calling me conceited because sometimes I get lost
The account keeps rising even when I sleep

Shut up if you don't respect
I did her ass and tits
All day fresh in shorts
The engines of the Porsche roar

All day playing on the radio
Talking about the streets and guns
My flow is street, but they fall in love
It's not the same to listen to me as to see me in person

Every day I buy clothes, even if I never wear them
Stealing outfits, never boring
She surrendered, mommy, slut, mommy, slut

Every day I buy clothes, even if I never wear them
Stealing outfits, never boring
She surrendered, mommy, slut, mommy, slut

Oh yes, oh yes
500 pairs of sneakers and I only have two feet
I have her on all fours and she said: Oh, yes
She lives in a neighborhood in Medellín, but when fucking she speaks English

Baby call me, call me
I used to be lowly, I pay her more than the only one
Ravished even when I'm not horny
Underground baby, always lowkey

I function under pressure, I like to be challenged
They say they sing, but they don't deliver
This is for love but love for money
You don't respect, no one respects you

Focused without losing my way
A couple of buddies in court, for drugs or for the look
I get into business, no one supports me
I make money for sport, I have a house and transportation

They speak ill of me, well, I don't care
I keep traveling the world, filling up my passport
A song in half an hour for Coqe to export
Always new clothes and a neat haircut

A kid from the neighborhood
Rich from music, not from a wealthy family
I'm a panther even though I don't work with Puma
Rising like foam, I'm almost touching the moon

I do it for pleasure from the beginning
Also for money, the hazards of the trade
Bad energies to drive me crazy
All gold neck like an Egyptian

Every day I buy clothes, even if I never wear them
Stealing outfits, never boring
She surrendered, mommy, slut, mommy, slut

Every day I buy clothes, even if I never wear them
Stealing outfits, never boring
She surrendered, mommy, slut, mommy, slut

Ryan Castro
He's the singer from the Ghetto with Coqe
Representing the neighborhoods, the blocks
Medellín
We Got The Sauce Baby
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