Lyrics:
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Can't go by a man from Rio
Go by a man from Vigo
Can't go by a man from Ostia
Hey Ninetto
Remember that dream?
We talked about it so many
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Can't go by a man from Rio
Go by a man from Vigo
Can't go by a man from Ostia
Hey Ninetto
Remember that dream?
We talked about it so many
he had come
On the banks of the yellow Rio Grande
There's a little stone shack built by hand
And a young man with more than a lot on his mind
Sits
everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de
everything's real in the field (uh, yeah)
And what you can't have now, leave in your will
But don't knock me for tryin' to bury
Seven zeros, over in Rio de
a television crew here from ABC
Filming Rio Lempe and the refugees
Calling murdered children the 'tragedy'
Of El Salvador
Before the government cameras 20
Billy, they don't like you to be so free.
Camping out all night on the veranda
Walking in the streets down by the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill the like
a letter
By my Uncle Fud
An I rode away
On the Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun
And his eyes were green
He had
Rest In Peace to Rio fam that really kut me deep
How a nigga do you dirty you was tryna feed the team
I’m just thinking bout lil choppo why the good
Mátame
Robame
Aputame
Callarme
Nunca van
A poder
Ríos de
Sangre
Bajo sus pies
Destrozan
Las mentes
Jóvenes
Y no me diga que hacer
Ni como ser
Up down left right
That's a cheat code
Who's this beat by
That's nico
Shoutout my guy bry
That's puerto rico
What will i find
I'm going deep though
cold without a warning (B**ch)
So I need you gone by the end of the morning
Shordy run games like Rio (Uh huh)
Sent her a** home no depot
I don't see
make it
Wouldn´t be here without these affirmations
I am stronger than any challenge so I face it
Out in Rio de Janeiro
This is my manifesto
Making
Jovem Prince te impressiona
Jovem Prince te impressiona
Jovem Prince te impressiona
Ayy
Localização com wi-fi
Disparo da 9 em stand-by
Veja o
My memories
My sins are still running
Through the veins of that land
I was washed by the waters
Of the Rio Grande
Walking barefoot to the corner
This tales about a Texas boy
Down by the Rio Grande
Who'd never seen a Christmas white with snow
His mother she would smother him
With gifts
ain’t no Lul Nigga Rio pistol play so ik my dawg good
Mannn donna Boo he coming home Bitch my certified can’t caught by da laws Bitch I got these perkys
Sabrosa Rumba de burque
Rio, Grande, Sandia, imponente
La vida, la muerte Rumba de burque
CORO
“cyayay” living by the big I
“cyayay” my people, lets go
Fresh off the Garden picked by my mama
You rappers getting rotten you need some manure
I dont wear designer clothes Im comfy in Pyjamas
I dont really
I cash out like casino, I got money on me like Rio
Yeah, I collect that by my Vlone
Stack up the cheese handin' out them kilo's
Play boy mansion but
Rio to the cappers
Just like Rio de Janeiro, I've been building stature
By the time I'm through, I need a Miriani statue
I know God got me cause he
Times is roughing Timberland cuffing
Won me a G up off to Rio
Hope we can pull it back my throat my only weapon blow the beat up
Stuff pillow bags in
had some trouble with my sweetheart's pa one of his
brothers was a bad outlaw
I send her a letter by my Uncle Fudd and I rode away on the Tennessee
Can you feel me?
Diddy can you touch me?
Can you trust me?
Can you love me?
I need you
Rio, talk to 'em
I could tell how you doubted me
I
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