Diente Por Diente (feat. Robot)

Ah, sounds good, boy
It's Santa Fe Klan
Tell them, Ángel
Iron, that's where it ends

They say I'm crazy, I won't deny it
Your girlfriend tasted my coconut, she went to my bed
I've always wanted everything, lotta money on my bank
Don't mess with mine or that bang will sound

Lots of white powder, lots of bad vice
Money in the bank, I already feel like a narco
One brother in jail, another in smuggling
It doesn't matter if it's noticeable that I'm high

Seven years have passed, I'm still hooked
But my family has lacked nothing
The boy grew up, everything has changed
Now lotta money, lotta bitches, lotta hoes

If I took risks, it was for lack of money
I suffered the past, that's why I live this present
The street is hot, don't play the brave one
The skinny one doesn't rest, I'm aware of that

I won't leave anything to chance
I'll get rich before my death
Gun for gun and tooth for tooth
Without fear of death

I'm with Robot burning, until we became partners
Women, drugs, false friendships and envious ones
All very bald, with greedy eyes
They look at us like psychos, we are dangerous

When the beat plays, we make another hit
Yes, we are from the street, more powder in the nose
To get really high, put hashish in the pipe
The MC's have arrived shooting pure shit

To anyone who gets in the way, better not mess with me
Get really tough, obey the rules
Singing with love to the microphone since thirteen
If anyone touches my family, the skinny one will appear

I won't leave anything to chance
I'll get rich before my death
Gun for gun and tooth for tooth
Without fear of death

If I took risks it was for lack of money
I suffered the past, that's why I live this present
The street is hot, don't play the brave one
The skinny one doesn't rest, I'm aware of that