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If the guachos ask for rap, then
Oh, oh, yeah
Let's go again (Ah), back to the game (Yeah)
The boys know who asks for rap, I tell them "then", ha
Yeah, and they don't see me through the window
Because I'm the one who drives the fucking FEN train (Ha)
I got it, I got it, what do you need? I got it
Do not compare me, and stop, that here we are already peers
Crossing the seas, reaching the places
From Argentina to the world, don't let the party stop
So much flow that they ask me, enough
I am the light for my gangsta neighborhood
A big flash mastah and if there is no more money
I move all the rhythms as if I were a (Hustler)
So much flow that they ask me, enough
I am the light for my gangsta neighborhood
A big flash mastah and if there is no more money
I move all the rhythms as if I were a
Oh-ah, oh-ah, mami, we are the light
That doesn't go off only if you're there
(Oh-ah, oh-ah, let's take a walk through the hood)
Let's mingle in the crowd
(Chill, chill, chill)
(Ch-Ch-Chill, funky, funky, funky)
(Chill, chill, chill)
(Ch-Ch-Chill, funky, funky, funky, funky) Oh
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
I feel ODB smoking Brooklyn Zoo
Hey yo, chill, funky, whoopty wop
We are going to go around the world, this is for my crew
Hey, yo, chill, funky, funky, funky
I'm a shotgun in your head like Mobb Depp
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
I don't even think about it, it's a matter of attitude
I have so much flow that they ask me, enough
I am the light for my gangsta neighborhood
A big flash mastah and if there is no more money
I move all the rhythms as if it were a, yeah
Oh-ah, oh-ah, mami, we are the light
That doesn't go off only if you're there
(Oh-ah, oh-ah, let's take a walk through the hood)
Let's mingle in the crowd
Oh-ah, oh-ah, mami, we are the light
That doesn't go off only if you're there
(Oh-ah, oh-ah, let's take a walk through the hood)
Let's mingle in the crowd
Chill, funky, funky, funky
I'm a shotgun in your head like Mobb Depp
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
I don't even think about it, it-, I don't even think about it (Hustler)
Chill, funky, funky, funky
I'm a shotgun in your head like Mobb Depp
Chill, funky, whoopty wop
I don't even think about it, it's a matter of attitude
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