Esta Rola

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Representing the hood, a true southerner
Smoking, inhaling with all my buddies
My mom told me not to hang out on the corner
But it's already too late

I smoke like a badass to stay high
Don't hang out with Tren Lokote because it's pure trouble
They say the cops are after him for his tattoos and being bald
And because he always carries weed in his pants pocket

Since I was a kid rolling joints and the joint got tough
Can't you see my beard, kid? Don't come at me with your nonsense
And those who diss me, I'll never respond
One, they're not worth it, two, I don't want to give them fame

Come on, the dude who talks about me better back it up
Put a plate of soup when I have nothing on my table
Better take it easy and don't start a fight
Messing with the arsenal, I don't think it's a good idea

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I don't know your game. I have four aces
I'm the same as always, no disguises
If you're not ready to face me when you look at me, don't threaten
The witch is in the beat, witch tell them how it's done

I was like that, I don't know what I'm doing anymore
What I know is that those kids are just pretending
Is it really that easy to take over the neighborhood?
A bandana on his head, the dude already thinks he's from the hood

I know who's got my back, who's in it with me
Some friends leave, new homies arrive
But the real hood is the homies who stay
Those who know about betrayal, I hope they understand me

I was high and broke, couldn't even afford the trip
While smarter people were profiting from my image
But that's all over now, things that are in the past
It taught me to stop being stupid

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This track says nothing
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