LEGENDARIOS (part. Hanzel La H)

From head to toe, Jordan in the capsule
Making daily moves, hustling to stack the cash
We got connections with thugs in all the hoods
And we make 'em fall if they act tough like hitmen

I'm a comedian, now an imaginary thug
Living a fictional movie where breaking out ain't needed
I make 'em suffer with my comments
Knowing it's normal if I take the shot without a stadium

No matter how much they throw shade at me, they can't put me out
Remember with me, don’t start making shit up
I got the real facts about your reality
And we’re gonna take you down head-on without mercy

No matter how many join in and hate me, they can't touch me
They don't even bring a little bit of malice
I already got the spot, the block in the neighborhood
And we’re gonna roll in without much talk of betrayal

With the bros in the city, a cup of codeine
An AMIRI jacket, an R for the system
In my bag, I carry eighty racks just for the tracks
And that ain't the problem, the problem is in the flow, I'm the cream

I don’t lower myself with the girls, but she swears she’s breaking it with that whale
Don’t kid yourselves, without Pirlo it doesn’t sound right
Look back, Lamine Yamal posted a story in Barcelona
With me it’s real if it’s in person
Soon heading to PR with the baddest girls
From there I’m off to Argentina
Without stepping on a stage, just chilling, I’m climbing up

It was to educate them that they get stubborn
Touring the USA, if I feel like it, I’m off to China
Chilling with the family at the bar
Happy that all my blood is united and I got God in good vibes

When I want to locate them
(I know very well where to find them)
I got a vest and backup and I got more cash for all my devils

When I want to locate them
(I know very well where to find them)
I got a vest and backup and I got more cash for all my devils

Pirlo and La H joined forces
Guns, drugs, and cash, don’t forget the ladies
I ask about your hood and they say they don’t want you
And the day my bro tells me, baby, you’re done

Every day I’m worth more and you’re still on analog
I don’t even sell drugs anymore, now I live off the catalog
My name in the news, I’m always in the scandals
I could’ve been an athlete, but I chose to be a vandal

Problems, situations that marked my fate
The one with the white eyes they call the killer
Since I was a kid, I’ve been at war with a couple of Palestinians
Now we’re in the same boat, but with Jack the mosquito

I represent the codes of the street and loyalty
They want to do it like me, but they’re not even halfway
They talked shit when I wasn’t around and I know where it’s headed
And now that they see me up close, punks, they don’t say shit