Muerte

(Verse 1) Sell, kilos For the low low Ain't nobody fucking with the trio Hardest niggas up in Puerto Rico I don't want you ever turning fickle That's a very sudden (Gun Cock) Homicide Two daughters, tell em both "come inside" Don't ask about the Aks Or why daddy leave to the corner everyday I need to get you good clothes in every way And I don't care what any nigga gotta fucking say Its hard to take a life but its harder to keep mine Its easy to pick sides but its hard to stay blind to it (Gun Clip Loading) Gun shots ride to it Don't trust anyone I ain't stupid I only got the fam I made And the fam I met I gotta rep my set Its Ponce nigga (Chorus) Mami dijo deja de jodel Pero ella sabe como e Mami dijo deja de vendel Pero ella sabe como e Yo no puedo dejal the vevel Porque ella sabe como e Vivo en la calle de la muerte Vivo en la calle de la muerte (Verse 2) I just killed two niggas that was selling in my block That'll be the lesson Homie saying "that was a mistake" His loyalty I'm gonna question? But nah that's my brother We grew up on the same street Rapped to the same beats I made this nigga and he made me So fuck it it ain't coming back to haunt us We smoking chief and fucking Pocahontas Boy call up my phone He asking for a ride Gotta take him to his side Usually I don't drive But tonight, fuck it I got a toolie on my side I pick him up in Villa Madrid We drove to his house and he tells me come inside Fuck it I just need to vibe Okay Cuando vamos a asel (Shots) Two shots to my cousin's dome provided by his best friend (Chorus) Mami dijo deja de jodel Pero ella sabe como e Mami dijo deja de vendel Pero ella sabe como e Yo no puedo dejal the vevel Porque ella sabe como e Vivo en la calle de la muerte Vivo en la calle de la muerte (Outro)