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If you want to make money, minor, work with me Give me loyalty, right now I'll give you a kilo You give me treason, and look, I'm going to give you a shot I'm already so millionaire that if I want to I'll retire We broke 'the car with a shot' and you didn't do a damn thing They told me that in the helmet you put me a job The crazy ones know that for you I'm not going to give chavo' They owe me a couple of favors, that's why I don't even pay them you are wrong Against a hundred million you have never fought Make sure, bastard, that those rifles are armored That I was going to climb over there as a devil, brr, ah! And if it happened to Jesus, then we crucified you Juda' here does not betray because first we kill them Bastard, are you talking shit? Give him four pistol shots

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