Así Es Mi Cartel

Of course, sir, I’d die in the shootout
This is my Cartel from the Northeast, I’m from Néctar
I’m rolling in the armored truck, we all go in convoy
Under the same flag and the orders of the boss

Of course, sir, I’d die in the shootout
This is my Cartel from the Northeast, I’m from Néctar
I’m rolling in the armored truck, we all go in convoy
Under the same flag and the orders of the boss

Oh, how hunger hit hard
No one was ever there to help me
That’s why I got into this game
Now everyone’s coming to find me
They want me to help them first
Fuck them, earn your respect
I’m not some golden boy
Get the hell out of my way or you’ll feel the lead

Don’t disrespect me because I’ll return the favor and put a bullet in you
Don’t think you’re tough, if I find you
I’ll chop you up right in the neck
Holy Death, protect me from the bad
I’ll handle the envious ones here
Shoutout to those who betrayed me
Hope I run into them to spray them down

I don’t care about anything, all your cash
In my damn patrol, more than one cash
Violent hitmen from the operation
Don’t mess with me or I’ll wipe you out
I’ll send you to hell, the devil’s with me
I got it at six, all precision shots
The bullets are armor-piercing, that’s why I take down the damn monsters

Of course, I was scared, I was just starting
But hunger hit hard, that was daily
Since I was a kid, I lived in poverty
Thank God now I look after the higher-ups

We’re on the grind
Protecting the territory
We look like the Marines, but we’re all demons
Gunshots at the doors, you see an M60
Don’t forget my Barrett, that .50 caliber
Red and blue lights
A ton of tactical gear
Get the hell out of the way because here comes the drug trade
Let’s go, pure crime
Always in panic
The cops are chasing us
I don’t give a damn, hell yeah

I’m the one pulling the strings
Young guns and very effective
The machete for the enemies
I send them to hell in a flash
You know we’re active here
In the crew, it’s all killers
The SCAR peeks through the glass
They’re hitmen from the operation

Of course, it was hard to get to where I am
I carry my mom and my brothers in my heart
I know they worry, but there’s no turning back
There was nothing to eat, now I have stacks to spare
The commander saw me with my torn shirt
He said, "Little brother, I want you in my crew"
He gave me a helmet and vest, and gifted me a gun
I told him, "Commander, if there’s a shootout, I’d die for you"

Of course, I was scared, I was just starting
But hunger hit hard, that was daily
Since I was a kid, I lived in poverty
Thank God now I look after the higher-ups

Of course, sir, I’d die in the shootout
This is my Cartel from the Northeast, I’m from Néctar
I’m rolling in the armored truck, we all go in convoy
Under the same flag and the orders of the boss

Of course, sir, I’d die in the shootout
This is my Cartel from the Northeast, I’m from Néctar
I’m rolling in the armored truck, we all go in convoy
Under the same flag and the orders of the boss

I’m the one pulling the strings
Young guns and very effective
The machete for the enemies
I send them to hell in a flash
You know we’re active here
In the crew, it’s all killers
The SCAR peeks through the glass
They’re hitmen from the operation

I’m the one pulling the strings
Young guns and very effective
The machete for the enemies
I send them to hell in a flash
You know we’re active here
In the crew, it’s all killers
The SCAR peeks through the glass
They’re hitmen from the operation

(Of course, I was scared, I was just starting
But hunger hit hard, that was daily)

(Since I was a kid, I lived in poverty
Thank God now I look after the higher-ups)