Robin Hood

Yeah, but I have a table for eleven-thirty
And is it too late or what?
Yeah, but I want to go, I want to go
If they win me over with food

I'm flex without going to the gym
You're a snitch dog, Rex
We were never like the rest
I don't subtract, I add, multiply, and divide what's ours
Family implies love and loyalty
Before they cry for my death, let them cry for my freedom
We're city rats, respect and peace for all my brothers
In the game since the Chevignon era
Hennessy, marijuana, and Don Perignon
For those bitches, I have the gift
What I never carry is a condom
This is for my bro, for my blood, for my brother
I grew up on the street learning from the elders
Now many learn from me but they don't know anything about me
Because we grew up with our mouths shut

Always quiet, cousin since I was a kid
Pulls on the scooter, cousin, with the pipo
To the juvenile detention center to see the team
Legends in my neighborhood, like El Torete
Singing through the streets, like Chiquetete
Robbery in your doorway with a Gillette blade
The neighborhood is still hot
Rolling in the Mercedes or in the Cayenne
We're active, we'll lay you off
Just through the streets because I'm a Taker
Yellow and all purple like the Lakers
I got up after falling
And in my car, more than 2008 sound
I reached the finish line doing a flip
I've split my head several times

I had a tough, poor, and desperate childhood
My house has been the street, you're my other codfish
You keep celebrating, I'll pretend I didn't see
And you have the name of daddy because daddy has arrived
I cut you like coke, junkie or junkie
I castrate you, you came back with a toad face
Fake rapper, you don't fool anyone, not even the poop with the vapor
Street panther, you have never lived in my jungle
He came out of a prison, from a mind screaming
That he was crazy dialing the Saint's phone
Because there was no one outside suffering this change
But I don't care about the boss, I go in with a knife like Rambo
Between bridges of colors, blodes, firis, and chokes
All in the same cage, good people and cokes
In my fucking life, running fast like Foot Locker, that's how it is
I was born poor

If you can steal it, do it
But remember the people like Pablo
Here we distribute like Robin Hood
That's how they taught me in the hood

If you can steal it, do it
But remember the people like Pablo
Here we distribute like Robin Hood
That's how they taught me in the hood

As a teenager, I collected records
Reverse crash and it wasn't an accident
I didn't know what I was doing, I wasn't aware
Your girl on all fours for putting her 20
The street taught me to be selfish
I lived with her and became a specialist
I hung out with thieves, whores, loan sharks
I got a medal in that league, I was a finalist
And now what? I have my grandson with an AMG
My cousin Dani with a roof made of half a pallet
The horse, poor thing, still without a license
Gypsy faith has put cashew nuts for the neighbors in 3
Life spins and don't say it if you don't do it
Here you die alone, like you were born
Bandit, shantytown, and junkyards
Tell the truth if you're capable

Don tricks, in a tracksuit with two wigs
5G, Benz, G-Class, I'm not a rapper, I'm the sewer worker
I do the wizard's trick, fat the faith
I had to sell all my gold and bet it on black
It's all or nothing and I almost celebrate it
When there's money, the whole crew is there and when you fall
The room empties like your pockets
But my family is never for sale
We're buy-sell, we do the resale
Natural G's like storms
You're certified plastic, not what you seem
I feel lonely with my 500 horses
And sometimes I want the world and sometimes the simple
We're real and yours is a stage
Untamable like love for the neighborhood
I know it's all about money and there's no other way
I want all that money but they don't buy me
That bitch screwed me over, now I have another
Sorry, mommy, I'm like this, you have no choice

I'm Israel Bb, my car a tank
I give myself more leather than the duke being the marquis
Fucking girls in neighborhood bathrooms, in parks
I met up with Gin on a Friday, she stayed until Tuesday
You're a cop, you can't handle the crash so don't run
We make you run through your block like in a home run
We entered your kelly and it was for fun
I have life open-legged like Van Damme
I make them smoke, I look like a tobacco shop
I hit it like a black guy and I'm white
They want to take my place, sit on my bench
They front me with money borrowed from the bank
Your goonies are rookies who call the blue ones
My OG's are certified, they have the blue tick
Although your pussy is meat for a Ghoul
Bitch, I didn't give you permission to call me Raúl

If you can steal it, do it
But remember the people like Pablo
Here we distribute like Robin Hood
That's how they taught me in the hood

If you can steal it, do it
But remember the people like Pablo
Here we distribute like Robin Hood
That's how they taught me in the hood