Ch y La Pizza (part. Natanael Cano)

Iron then!
Mark it section!
Oh!
Well done, buddy Jesus!
For Ch and pizza, friend Nata
Oh, just so they can go and say, man
Damn right, man
And pure street mafia!

It's not a question of worship
But I wear the necklaces
Santeria that almost no one brings, there it goes
In the gabacho the cheese is divided for the Ch and the pizza
Pure bellicose, what balls he has, it's not something to embellish

Ranch Roll sushi for the plebs
And a cool den, whoever can, can
JGL making greens
Long hair like I wear it
Get your shit together, I'm going to load the big horn
Betrayals cannot be tolerated, for good saints

I am an eminence for partying and chaos
But if it's your turn, pull on your boots and give it a go
Pure egg plebeian, I carry the blessing of my mother
All sponsored by a certain one come and go

In the hard times, you see people from the 19th
And a cool den, whoever can, can
JGL, making greens
The cap is well placed, position of lord
Get your shit together, I've got a big horn
Betrayals cannot be tolerated, for good saints