Ivy Queen mi barrio

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Yah, dedicated to my neighborhood
My people, who I love so much
The people who have Ivy Queen at heart
They raised me on the street
That's where I came from to rank me
But in the neighborhood you know
How difficult it is to keep quiet
The smoke that sweeps away
The gangster car
The old man who waits
It's his turn to leave
The politician arrived
He filled them with illusions
He was screwed, once he won
He forgot about my neighborhood
What is a vote worth to me?
If no one helps my old lady
To give her
What she needs
The lady who studies
For a secure future
With the intention of giving
Something to your loved ones
And I live proud
Of the neighborhood in which I came out
I am a faithful example
And the street lives in me
Walk
They are watching
The wakes on the corner
My life
It is that of the neighborhood, street
And party and marquee
Walk
They are watching
The wakes on the corner
My life
It is that of the neighborhood, street
And party and marquee
I still remember the plots
A good soldier has fallen
The neighborhood is crying for him
Because he was always loved
He He was the one who handed out the power
Let's put on the candles
So that the soul of the guy
It calms me down
A fine lady with her rolls on
The corillo, in the moles wrapped
Crazy are loose
Today they took away
Another one for chota
They gave him what he gets
And they broke his big mouth
The bakery is on
The tintiau police car passes by
And ElÃÂa was shouting water
It's burning
The ladies in the windows
They were already showing themselves
And I live proud
Of the neighborhood where I left
I am a faithful example
And the street lives in me
Walks
They are watching
The wakes on the corner
My life
It is that of the neighborhood, street< br/>And party and marquee
Walk
They are watching
The wakes on the corner
My life
It is that of the neighborhood, street
And party and marquee
The loyalty of the neighborhood
Of the humble people
The laughter of the child
The cry of the sad
Welcome
Everyone face reality
Where the poor fight
To have their bread
And if now they go
Judging me because I am from the getto
I have no regrets
I live proud
Of my entire neighborhood and I love
If one day I die
Let them know the truth
I come from the street
And that is not going to stop me change
Walk
What are they watching
The wakes on the corner
My life
It is that of the neighborhood, street
And party and marquee
Walk
They are watching
The wakes on the corner
My life
It is that of the neighborhood, the street
And the party and the marquee
br/>Party and marquee
The street, the neighborhood
The humble people of the getto
The ones that I love,
The ones that I carry from the heart
Hey Tell him Omar, that's true
Ah, ye, Añasco

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