Ortiva
(Yeah, yeah)
De la calle pa' la calle
Perfil Bajo
Oney1
Zarpado en antiyuta
Muerte pa' la federeta
(Ortiva, ortiva)
(Yeah, yeah)
En mi barrio somos todos antiyuta
Agarramo' a piedrazo' a la patrulla
Si te frenan te fuman la mari tuya
Si te roban en la esquina no te escuchan
Ortiva de mierda estás re resentido
No entres pa' la villa que te sacan a los tiro'
Cuando están caretas se fijan en quien cortar
Si no consiguen esa merca quedan re dolidos
Si son re merquero', poli falopero
Antes de ser policía me busco otro empleo
Me quieren tirar abajo y yo soy un guerrero
De la calle pa' los pobre' pa' los cartonero'
Wacha no te quiero tu papá es re comisario
El otro día me paro y me sacó unos gramo'
Ni cabida con la droga se la regalo
Si total es un gorrudo que está re quebrado
Wacha no te quiero tu papá es re comisario
El otro día me paro y me sacó unos gramo'
Ni cabida con la droga se la regalo
Si total es un gorrudo que está re quebrado
El puto poli me reduce en el barrio
Mientras cobraba su moneda en el tranza del vecindario
Yo creí que era uno solo me rescate que son varios
Quien le lleva más la merca al pelotudo del comisario
No sé si prefiero cruzarme a un policía o un chorro
Que me saquen la billetera o que me saquen el porro
Que me aparezca el de gorra o el pinta con el gorro
Uno roba por necesidad y el otro por ser un forro
Yo no quiero de lo suyo ellos quieren de lo mío
Sacarme mi bagullo quieren meterme en líos
Llevarme al calabozo y que me re cague de frío
Que culpa tengo yo de que vos seas un resentido
Ortiva nunca en la vida voy a ser policía
De la calle pa' la calle
Ortiva por vestir villero fui pa' comisaría
Estás dolido con la vida
Ortiva nunca en la vida voy a ser policía
De la calle pa' la calle
Ortiva por vestir villero fui pa' comisaría
Estás dolido con la vida
Snitch
(Yeah, yeah)
From the street to the street
Low profile
Oney1
Steeped in anti-cop
Death to the federation
(Snitch, snitch)
(Yeah, yeah)
In my neighborhood, we're all anti-cop
We throw stones at the patrol
If they stop you, they smoke your weed
If you get robbed on the corner, they don't listen
You damn snitch, you're so resentful
Don't come into the hood, they'll shoot you
When they're fake, they look for someone to cut
If they don't find that drug, they're really upset
If they're big drug users, cops on drugs
Before being a cop, I'll find another job
They want to bring me down, but I'm a warrior
From the street to the poor to the cardboard collectors
Girl, I don't want you, your dad is a big shot cop
The other day he stopped me and took some grams from me
I don't care about drugs, I give it to him
Since he's a fat cat who's broke
Girl, I don't want you, your dad is a big shot cop
The other day he stopped me and took some grams from me
I don't care about drugs, I give it to him
Since he's a fat cat who's broke
The damn cop harasses me in the neighborhood
While he was collecting his money from the neighborhood dealer
I thought it was just one, I found out there are several
Who brings more drugs to the stupid cop
I don't know if I prefer to run into a cop or a thief
To have my wallet stolen or my joint taken
To see the one in uniform or the one with the cap
One steals out of necessity, the other out of being a jerk
I don't want what's yours, they want what's mine
They want to take my stash, get me into trouble
Take me to the cell and make me freeze
What's my fault that you're resentful
I'll never be a cop in my life
From the street to the street
Snitch, for dressing like a hood, I ended up at the police station
You're bitter about life
I'll never be a cop in my life
From the street to the street
Snitch, for dressing like a hood, I ended up at the police station
You're bitter about life