Ch y La Pizza (part. Natanael Cano)

Iron, man!
Mark the section!
Oh!
Well pulled, compa Jesus!
For Ch and the pizza, compa Nata
Oh, just so they go and say, man
Hell yeah, man
And pure street mafia!

It's not a matter of worship
But I wear the necklaces
Santería that almost nobody wears, that's how it goes
In the gabacho, the cheese is cut for Ch and the pizza
Pure tough guy, what balls he has, it's not for decoration

I bring Ranch Roll sushi for the plebs
And a fancy nightclub, whoever can, can
JGL making greens
Long hair like I wear it
Get really tough, I carry the big horn
Betrayals can't stand, only good saints

I'm a party and chaos eminence
But if it's time, put on your boots and a big hit
I carry a bunch of plebs with the blessing of their mother
All sponsored by a guy named Ivan

In tough times, you see people from the 19
And a fancy nightclub, whoever can, can
JGL, making greens
The cap on tight, I carry it like a gentleman
Get really tough, I carry a big horn
Betrayals can't stand, only good saints