Mi Escolta Por Un Lado (MAMBO)

Cash on beat

Fully loaded
I roll with my crew on the side
With short and long guns trained
The level seven plus armor that I bring
I’m rolling with style and I don’t struggle

I got my turf on lock
Watching the entrance and exit
When I get pissed, I’m the devil
And I don’t forgive, I shut them down

That’s why in Calixto you see me
Making moves without bumping into that guy
I learned from the boss Osiel
I’m a fine bloodthirsty from the cartel

There I have my guards who always watch my back
I go wherever I want, fifteen trucks roll with me
My stash houses, I got them, I always change my place
I got drones up top if things get heated in my turf

Drenched in gold, short and long guns
Kilos, tons in the account and strapped
Suicidal diploma, no one rats
If we catch someone alive, we slice them up

I’m trained, ready to kill (ey)
Rockstar fully loaded and I’m ready to act
Trucks are armored, I come with an arsenal
Taking down enemies, working without mercy

If I’m angry, the devil shows up
They already know I’m not to be messed with
Out of fear, out of respect, but respected
Because those who messed up don’t live

If I’m angry, the devil shows up
They already know I’m not to be messed with
Out of fear, out of respect, but respected
Because those who messed up don’t live

And how could it not be?

Fully loaded
I roll with my crew on the side
With short and long guns trained
The level seven plus armor that I bring
I’m rolling with style and I don’t struggle

I got my turf on lock
Watching the entrance and exit
When I get pissed, I’m the devil
And I don’t forgive, I shut them down

A ski mask, they always see me
I’m working for you-know-who
The school I come from, few know
I came from the bottom, but I’m the law

To be up, up in an armored ride
Kicking heads and lining up caravans
They get into the fence, but they never get to me
Here we’re ruthless, you saw the deal

I’m rolling calm and cured of fear
Always blessed when I step out
Embroidered initials on my vest and helmet
I lack nothing, if I want something, I get it

I’m patrolling, always firm in a convoy
Because I pull out the weed and these ladies go wild
I got my golden horn, they get excited when I pull it out
And that’s even though they’ve never seen me when I go and shoot

Smelling good, feeling crazy and they talk
Now in charge and before I was nothing
I got values that the game taught me
I came from poverty, that’s why nothing scares me

We’re bandits, in this we keep going
The bullets are prepped with the enemy's name
Making cash like bastards, we chose the wrong path
But we live it up and dress in pure brand

Pure dolce, pa, cheer up
And pure, and pure, and pure DEL, and pure DEL
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