Venimos De La Calle

We come from the street, we are from the Reales
People judge us as criminals
The gang smokes the one from the bushes
On this side we are all the same

We continue in the street, we are from the Reales
People judge us as criminals
The gang smokes the one from the bushes
On this side we are all the same

I'm not distant
No matter how much I sing, I'm the same as before
I'm from the neighborhood, I still don't hang up the gloves

I'm just a crew member of rhymes, a dealer
Who lights up the neighborhood like me
Raise your hand
It's raised in the chant
We have the crown
My daughter, don't be scared of me
And uncover a crown

I hang out with pure guys who don't betray you
But if you mess up, they won't hesitate to give you a beating

Here life is enjoyed
Some smoke glass, others smoke fruit
Here we don't trust any son of a bitch
Don't pass through here, better change your route

The good is never easy and the easy is never good
Words from my father that he taught me since I was a kid
Never sad, always cheerful, I am the owner of my life
The damn envious ones have never kept me awake

We come from the street, we are from the Reales
People judge us as criminals
The gang smokes the one from the bushes
On this side we are all the same

We continue in the street, we are from the Reales
People judge us as criminals
The gang smokes the one from the bushes
That's how I live it with all my buddies

Sunday of banquets with all the damn plebes
The party doesn't end here, nobody backs down, you know how it goes
You know how it happens, the party has been going since Thursday
We never have a bad time, it's always 999

100% Mexican, chill, but we're getting by
We married the street
We fall, we get up
1 pull to lighten up
I doubt they can stop us
No matter how hard they try, no gang will ever reach us

Walk through the neighborhood
My mother blesses me
And puts a rosary on me

Your talk is not so precious
For 2-3 I take off my shirt
They tell me not to touch and I just laugh
I'm the one who always steps on them, their plane lands them
Everything I do bothers them and that shows in their embarrassment

We come from the street, we are from the Reales
People judge us as criminals
The gang smokes the one from the bushes
On this side we are all the same

We continue in the street, we are from the Reales
People judge us as criminals
The gang smokes the one from the bushes
On this side we are all the same