Si Respetan, Respeto (part. Luis R Conriquez)

And this one goes out to those who left
To everyone who ever doubted my talent
To everyone who came close when there was money in me
I stay away from those fake and treacherous people

Many know I'm not one for fights
Everyone labels me as bad because I defend myself
My beginnings there in Tijuana, on the border, it's true
It's where little by little, in the business, I grew

It's clear that if they respect, I respect
And for offenses, without thinking, I lay down
In the corner of the map what I have
And I know well that there are a thousand colors, but

Green is the flag
From the bottom I started
Don't ask what you see
They know well that there's something here

I stayed only with the strong
And with the one who had faith

And that's how his buddy Luis R. Conríquez sounds, old
And pure Grupo Firme, uh!

The border is what I defend
My brother is here with me, here I warn you
A lot of power we carry, a lot of weaponry
I'm still the same as always and I don't go around showing off

From the streets is where I come
I don't forget my roots and I hold on to that
I was born here in Tijuana and I bring the movement
Good luck changed me to keep growing

Many wars and not all won
Here I tell you what's in Tijuana
An arsenal of short and long guns
Are what my crew carries

Radios are on standby
So nothing goes wrong
I offer good friendship
And the gun to roll up

Whoever knows me says frog
And knows I'm going to jump