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No hago coro con nadie Yo siempre estoy en la mía Me cansé de los falsos De tantas traicione' y tanta porquería Yo no jodo con nadie Sea la puta hipocresía Por eso, tú me envidia' Porque soy real y me cuida el de arriba No Hago Coro by Ghetto is a song about staying true to oneself and not conforming to the expectations of others. The lyrics describe the artist's experience of growing up in a neighborhood where betrayal and hypocrisy are the norm, and how he has chosen to stay away from the negative influences of his environment. He emphasizes the importance of loyalty and integrity, and expresses his disdain for those who are not genuine. He also speaks of his faith in God and how it has helped him stay strong in the face of adversity. The song is a powerful reminder to stay true to oneself and to never give in to the pressures of society.

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I don't make the chorus with anyone

I'm always in mine

I'm tired of the fakes

So many betrayals and so much crap

I don't f*ck with anyone

Be the f*cking hypocrisy

That's why you envy me

Because I'm real and I'm taken care of by the one upstairs

Verse 1

I don't run with anyone else's, and much less walk the opposites

I was born in a neighbourhood where the betrayals are fashionable

I know that it will be for the benefit of everyone who appears

They bring 'L', but not 'Loyalty' but 'Suck-up''

I'm the one who puts it on, I keep my distance

If I salute it's for education, don't take trust

I deviate, it's not that I'm hurt

But in the gun I put the same number of bullets as friends I trust

They're mine and hypocrisy I feel?

You're still standing in thirty, I'm going to move to three hundred

I'm a lover of peace, but addicted to the problem

Since my life is worth the grams that my chain has

That's a pity, do they have more than me and still envy me?

They hate me and they watch me, their other does my make-up

They're hypocritical, but the more I'm keeled

It's just that if they're so double-sided, at least wear two masks

Say it all, Farru

Chorus 2

I don't make the chorus with anyone

I'm always in mine

I'm tired of the fakes

So many betrayals and so much crap

I don't choir with anyone

I'm always in mine

I've had enough of the fakes

So many betrayals and so much crap

Verse 2

Fa-rru!

I always do good without looking at whom

They talk shit, I know

That's why I ghost them, even if they're looking for rose

Shut your mouth or the ak cooks it

They're like fake Yeezy's, not even Kanye knows them

I was raised ethically, with a gangster code

The street that is rough and doesn't throw anyone ahead

Thank God I was given the singing thing

Since if you didn't, I doubt you'll hold on

The pressure from green villa to bayamón

Neither liver nor stomach, here we did it with the lungs

I don't care what they have told you about me

What happens, b*stards, is that nobody sucks the d*ck

Pri-yah-yah; Farru!

Chorus 3

I don't make the chorus with anyone

I'm always in mine

I'm tired of the fakes

So many betrayals and so much crap

I don't f*ck with anyone

Be the f*cking hypocrisy

That's why you envy me

Because I'm real and I'm taken care of by the one upstairs

The authority

Nino, nino

What's up, nino?

From rd and pr pa'l world, it's not mouth-mouthed

Neighborhoods and active hamlets

Active, and says

On January 26, blessings

Bayamón in the house

Neighborhood where we grew up and it's not by mouth

We represent them always

Green villa and San Carlos in the house

Ocean music

Three seven music

Chekina reality

Sharo towers

Frank miami

Carbon fiber music

Tapia the sikario

Tell me, white star

Laramercy gang

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