Narco Hampon

I am a narco thug, I have control of the southern area
Carat dealer but singer you?
No! You're just a mule! I already knew that
I'll make sure they take care of you
Here I am the one who supplies
Don't make me stand close range and shoot you
With my plastic gun
And my elastic tongue
Put the artistic class (artistic)
Tempo!
Dominate!
Passing fine bullet tests
Let him who speaks die and if I am found guilty of my actions
In the past I was cited by the grass
Whatever happens
I'll see you in the gas chamber
He who does it pays for it
Where I live they don't forgive and they even shoot you with bullets
So, I'm determined and I'm gunning
And I'm determined to keep popping them and jumping them!

Second scene
The line is yellow and an arsenal of people
And a prosecutor lifting your corpse
Ak shells adorning the sidewalk
I painted blood!
My cangri's favorite color
Nobody believes in so-and-so anymore
Little that is comical makes me vomit, mine is verbal
And without acting with the index finger is to finish what I started
And put faith in my music
That is real and comes from my farmhouse
Where the problems are customs of the residential areas
We are not immortal and we defend ourselves with metals

I came to make a movie star my nigga
I am the actor of the crime scene
Many describe me
As if I were the leader of the hitman
They do not believe in those who live
From the lowest where the substance controlled by the beans
Those who are in the corners are going to turn around as best they can (pai)
To have grass and food (aha)
This is more or less my life
What I know is that 66 days a year they watch me (me!)
The federal government suspects me of 3 acts of homicide
2 cases of kidnapping and I have an arrest warrant
With the law of fulha and wherever they see me
The fulha is chasing me
With a pack of prospectors and hunters
How I would like to see Toledo face to face
If you succeed, Superintendent
Add one more case to the massacre of singers
And in court
I'll do a stripper show
When the judge and the prosecutor lower my zipper
I am a real motherfucker
You want to know what it's like to be crazy when it comes to robberies
I'm leaving with my black clothes
Cadet and guards and sneakers
In case there is a problem going out to the miles
But there is drool!
And I respect myself for what I am worth
And I'm planning a mega trip to Falgo!