La Navaja (part. Dan Sanchez) [explícita]

(It's Wicked Outside)
Oh

Calele to see if it will work
I don't give a damn about the flag I fly, you already know it's Salazar
And nothing goes down, just the pull that goes up, that comes from the knife
In the BMW to throw a party of debauchery
They'll know how we do it, I'll take them to a club

At the edge of the beach
What do we work on? Well, buddy Simon, in the morning
Russian armored vehicle that knows how to withstand hardships
And some damn berettonas that we carry in pants

In the national teams, of course not, yes sir, damn it, who said no?
Well, yes, there are a lot of us
To make a shithole

Since I'm well, kid, I started to really like money
And he pulled me to Nevada
That the whole clique carries red sole
In hot mosquito I combine it

Drinking the most expensive coyac and wine
I'm not even telling you
Neither-nor-nor what do I tell you?
I'm not even telling you
I'm not even telling you

Quarters of bills that I fill when the week comes
Always thundering down the street 'Tony Montana'
I walk with a pass and my marijuana rooster
So that the fucker knows, we're pulling for the mafia

I walk with fifty and turrets through the breach
I appear hooded in videos cutting off heads
Let him come and stick the calis so he can see how it moves
I raise and torture the vergal that plays it to me

By my arrows well fixed, ready for a clash
With weapons on the nails of boards to make a fucking mess
With 'L' I'm always up high
And you already saw me well dressed as a soldier

At the command of the minor in Sonora goes the convoy
When they come, I'll come
When they arrive I'm no longer there
And the atmosphere is very rough
That's why I'm well taken care of
I bring batteries for my GOET
Why the devil never sleeps

It is better not to look for him anymore
Because a lightning bolt found him
He leaves upright and with bursts of shrapnel
In Sonora I have the command
And my people know it well

Puro Salazar the business gets bigger
Over there in New York is my cradle and it is my home
Come to me head on, don't send me threats
They call me boss, my father inherited it to me

For them to take away my throne, that's going to be tough
I am a man of action and I do not tolerate betrayal
And those who took it ended up in a drawer
(They end up in a drawer)
(They end up in a drawer)

Calele to see if it will work
I don't give a damn about the flag I fly, you know it's Salazar
And nothing goes down, just the pull that goes up, that comes from the knife
In the BMW to throw a party of debauchery
They'll know how we do it, I'll take them to a club

At the edge of the beach
What do we work on? Well, buddy Simon, in the morning