(feat. Lito MC Cassidy)
[You!]
[Come on, paya!]
[Life is scary!]
[Yeah!]
[Lito MC Cassidy!]
[Nicky Jam You!]
[Another neighborhood story!]
[Hahaha!]
[[Neck break!]]
[Que!]
He was released from jail
And he walks like crazy
[Looking for his]
They were two inésesarios years
Losing boys
[For two pistols and an eighth]
He does not understand that the street is hot
And at the point
They are killing the algarete
He arrives at the neighborhood with the same picket
And snoring as pa 'repaltir fuete
Old!
If you already cooked, skip!
That this business was not made to retire
There are many crazy people with needs
And if you did chavitos
Brother, pass the key
Avoid having your beak cleaned
Or that your son is thrown from a third floor
So says the one who takes her in the neighborhood
And because he is a minor he does not think to pay attention to him
He makes a crawl and goes back
It turns around, turns on and goes in its mercy
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns are still making noise
Because in my neighborhood the children cry
And the guns are still making noise
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns are still making noise
Because in my neighborhood mothers mourn
And the guns are still making noise
I smell it going to have a wake
You activated the combo
That the fun is over
So he designed kiko
The old school partner
For whom he kills anyone
Talking to your neighbor
He learns
Of things that of prisoner
Nobody tells you!
She tells him
Your wife is a pain
And while you were in prison
They ate his buttocks
He acts like he does not care
And to scare her
The gun is accommodated
She tells him not to be bochinchera
But in the long run
Any of this you can find out
Then he tells her that his son was from another
From the little boy who ran the kiosk
He changes his face and he finds out
That Kiko his pana
He was the one who raped his sister
? Why the drug the grass and the parakeet
Day after day they are sheltering Puerto Rico?
He activates with a comb 30
It goes pal point
To fix accounts
With the attitude of a hit man
And she wants to face the one who takes her in the neighborhood
But the tolta is twisted
When he sees that the neighborhood combo catches him in a corner
No dicimulo arrima kiko
And you empty the comb over
Wooo
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns are still making noise
Because in my neighborhood the children cry
And the guns are still making noise
Because in my neighborhood nothing has changed
And the guns are still making noise
Because in my neighborhood mothers mourn
And the guns are still making noise
[Hey, the street business was not made to reign]
[Because the kings are killed]
[And the pawns go with the one who takes her]
[This is Nicky Jam]
[[They keep making noise!]]
[You know!]
[You already know how it goes!]
[Lito MC Cassidy]
[[They keep making noise!]]
[Take advice!]
[That the one who takes advice]
[Reaches old]
[[They keep making noise!]]
[And the one who did not take it, it went away!]
Only among all we can make this a better place :)