When we shoot him, we light 50 shots When we did it, we were a little over 12 Get me out of trouble, erase my sins You are all toxic, a gang of remains I don't buy with discounts, I'm looking for equality Iron falls down from short pants I'm full of stuff and I have low pants The tires make a skrrt, on the ground they leave the marks The girls go wow, when we give gas in the center Life is a big troll, a jostra, you make a shot of coca And she already looks different, we do it backwards I don't understand if these rappers pretend to be serious Hellcat, Skep, Dracok, Muscle Donald on a Fescar, I'm playing cards I hang out with the traplor, the scammer, the mafia The fearsome enemy, I wait for him to fall into the trap Hellcat, Skep, Dracok, Muscle Donald on a Fescar, I'm playing cards I hang out with the traplor, the scammer, the mafia The fearsome enemy, I wait for him to fall into the trap I see a little dot on your face Mob ties, the ties with the mafia I'm tied to the street, a combined marriage These rappers are silent, in the background the gowns Strippers, Creepers, Traplors, Killers You fight against the walls, then I take away the sticks Scumbag, Trucker, Hustler, Snitches I hate him as a photo developed in the vines Drug in the vines, in the cellars Bandits are bandits for the taste of delinquents Children in the cellars, they pass through the holes They hide guns, they take rifles Hellcat, Skep, Dracok, Muscle Donald on a Fescar, I'm playing cards I hang out with the traplor, the scammer, the mafia The fearsome enemy, I wait for him to fall into the trap Hellcat, Skep, Dracok, Muscle Donald on a Fescar, I'm playing cards I hang out with the traplor, the scammer, the mafia The fearsome enemy, I wait for him to fall into the trap Spanish Otrini, you did it