Coro:
Mete la mano en el bolsillo
saca y abre tu cuchillo y ten cuidao.
Pónganme oido en este barrio
muchos guapos lo han matao.

There's this story about

this kid named t__o
For years on the deal-o
His thing was moving kilos
In and out of state
Kept his clientele straight
Holding down games
So he's sitting on weight
Making mucho money
He was living high class
Already had it all
But quería mucho más.
So he kept running
His negocio peligroso
Quick to take your life
he was a pure Mafioso.

CORO..

Then one day they set him up
On the download
Temprano lo chequearon
Y lo esperaron
t__o didn't know this kid
He shot long ago
Wanted his revenge
Porque no se murió
t__o fue a chequear
como se movía la avenida
To drink a 40 oz
En una bodega en la esquina
Él no vio un carro
Que venía de su lado
With the windows tinted
Cuarto tigres bien armados

CORO..

Antes de t__o pudo
Hacer algo
Some kids jumped out the ride
Waving guns disparando
Before his piece came out
To see lo que estaba pasando
In a pool of blood
t__o estaba nadando
With his gun en mano
And his mom llorando
Crying to his brother
Porque a t__o lo mataron
5-0 came to the scene
to see lo que pasaba
neighbors saw who did it
but nobody said nada

CORO..

Con Dios te jala la malicia
His mom used to tell him
Money is the root of evil
It will have you best friends
Turning jealous
Everybody feared t__o
But they really had no respect
For this reason
He died alone and
Nobody mourned his death

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