Por La Calle de Madrid (feat. Zaramay)

I am backed by the bosses
That's why the cops come to me
At 260 I escape
They can't catch me not even in a GTI

And walking I saw her
She was moving her ass through the streets of Madrid
And how not to notice that walk
People are tired, they don't have enough money
Hey

And walking I saw her
She was moving her ass through the streets of Madrid
And how not to notice that walk
People are tired, they don't have enough money
Hey

All those kids I have doing covers
When I enter the game, yours is Game Over
She wants me to pick her up smoking in the Range Rover
Ralph Lauren on the cap, Lacoste on the pullover
I get involved and commit to the respect of the gypsies
All Nike sporty like Pipa Benedetto
I'm not a politician, I fulfill what I promise
They tell me I'm chubby and my watch is a skeleton
The speakers sound loud through all the blocks
So you don't get it wrong, I take you out of focus
The speakers sound loud through all the blocks
Don't take out the Ace, it's the royal flush in poker

And walking I saw her
She was moving her ass through the streets of Madrid
And how not to notice that walk
People are tired, they don't have enough money
Hey

And walking I saw her
She was moving her ass through the streets of Madrid
And how not to notice that walk
People are tired, they don't have enough money
Hey

And what can surprise me?
They can't sell us anything
If the president buys a yacht and there's nothing to eat here
Mothers struggle to support their families
Electricity goes up, gas goes up, and rent prices
Vital health, lots of drugs, and no turn at the hospital
From a child on the street to now giving a recital
It's great that those kids want to imitate me
And how your girl looks at me, she doesn't want to invite me
My pencil is diamond, I'm not your sugar daddy
You looked around and the boat passed by Cadiz
I dream on the phone, I surely have to go to a party
The phone rings, they parked a Ferrari out there
I earn clean bills
First I fuck her and then baby leave
I pull out the .45, my gun kills you
I stab you with the knife and cry your defeat
I earn clean bills
First I fuck her and then baby leave
I pull out the .45, my gun kills you
I stab you with the knife and cry your defeat

And walking I saw her
She was moving her ass through the streets of Madrid
And how not to notice that walk
People are tired, they don't have enough money

And walking I saw her
She was moving her ass through the streets of Madrid
And how not to notice that walk
People are tired, they don't have enough money

The bosses with the bosses