CHROME HEARTS (part. Fuerza Regida)

Hey-yo
Regulated Force
Another fart

Chrome Hearts' leg guard
I bring three crosses and in the horn more
Calm down, my old man
A pass is my Starbucks to walk to the million

I'm in France or Mazatlán
In pneumonia, my dear, what plan?
Escape for the classic, something classic
It looks like a drug party, a great party

But if you're not here, I despair
A Marlboro bathed for sleeplessness
My daughter, don't cry for me if I die
That bandits don't go to heaven

Crazy, we knocked them off the tree like coconuts
The armored Cadillac, pure cholos
We left the cons as mongoloids
My daughter, I'm happy to be your Sancho

Hey-yo
This is what your friend Gabito sounds like, man
Just like that, buddy Jesus
Pure Fuerza Regida, fuck it, man
Uh
Fuerza Regida

In a hurry in the GT500, a great run buzzes
A powder activates the ultra instinct to knock down devils
Oh, honey, pass me the big horn
It's my Murasama sword to take care of you, love

Rifles from Russia, cousin, you have to hit them
Those in the air are pulling, it seems like Star Wars
Grab the barretson and I've already knocked down two
If I die, I'll wait for you in heaven to make love to you

But if you're not here, I despair
A Marlboro bathed for sleeplessness
My daughter, don't cry for me if I die
That bandits don't go to heaven

Crazy, we knocked them off the tree like coconuts
The armored Cadillac, pure cholos
We left the cons as mongoloids
My daughter, I'm happy to be your Sancho

Just be your Sancho, little one
Pure lying corridos
Just like that
Uh