Patrullando (feat. Tornillo)

Patrolling with my gang, they watch me in the hood
Since when I have the command, I go with all the attitude

No step back, I go calm and relaxed
I'm walking, smoking some wax
Call if you want more, because I have more here
I'm driving and giving what you don't give

Tequila and drugs for my crew, money counts in my account
I went to the ghetto with the odds against me
With nothing to lose and to win until it breaks
I was taught that respect and loyalty cannot be bought

I came out of the damn ghetto where not everything is fine
Where happiness is sold in hundred-peso bags
Where the people are tired of being screwed over
Where if you messed up, it's hard to get credit

Don't steal, the government hates competition
They don't like what I sing, they get scared by my appearance
I was raised in a tough neighborhood, marked with warning
And now many of my friends are serving sentences

Hey, don't pretend, the Virgin hears you
I have your bitch calling, she wants me to fuck her
There are so many experiences for this to develop
And for every twenty thrown at me, I have double supporting me

Patrolling with my gang, they watch me in the hood
Since when I have the command, I go with all the attitude

No step back, I go calm and relaxed
I'm walking, smoking some wax
Call if you want more, because I have more here
I'm driving and giving what you don't give

I break the microphone when I unleash my flow
A legend like a boss, I overshadow yours
The skinniest dog has arrived with fierce style
If you cross my path, you'll have more than enough abuse

Smart since I was a kid
I always liked money
Luxuries, jewelry, diamonds, and poison
In the smokehouse, I die for my people

I bring bling-bling that surpasses any device
The phone rings, we're closing another deal
The cold is not felt because of the impact heat
The street gave me the billi, I have a contract with it

I bring fresh weed that bounces off your head
Pure fine style, we are the piece
Everything that ends badly, starts badly
A crooked tree never straightens

Patrolling with my gang, they watch me in the hood
Since when I have the command, I go with all the attitude

No step back, I go calm and relaxed
I'm walking, smoking some wax
Call if you want more, because I have more here
I'm driving and giving what you don't give

Pure damn fine style
It's Screw on the microphone
With the Moler
Tell them, Toser
Just like that, bro