Lyrics:
Hoy vengo a contarte lo que es ser mexicano
Nos venden miedo con tele y con narco
Por equipos nos peleamos a putazos
Y si no tranzas p ues no avanzas
mouth with a taste to savour p
A bitter reminder
Of the times I should've been kinder
Forget The moments of my life I wish I could stick in a grinder
borsa con la leva a cento (brr)
ODT S.p.A. giovane azienda (grr, pow)
Giubbotto Kevlar, sangue sporco come Declan
Towro drill, siamo la legacy
Sembro
El fucking niño torrex, Torreta o torreira
Vos decime como quieras
Igual sabemos que el nene le pega
Tan joven pero tan clara la idea
Con 16 ya me
Sevin dünya, Rab'dir gelen
Kral kabul edilsin!
Herkes O'nda bulsun güven
Sesleri çınlasın. sesleri çınlasın
Sesleri sevinçle
don't got the vision
O, for a opp that I bake like a kitchen
P, for a pussy I beat like a kitten
And Q for a queer ass opp, I ain't wit' it
R, for
loco Hijueputa
Solo quiero una puta con minutas
Voy ir lejos pa mi ruta
R.I.P Lor Scoota
You already know I really got the Ruger
Don't play nigga yeah
Ano go buy you alakya
Your body sweet o palaba
Wob3kume oo
Palomaaaa
Ooooh
Oh palomaaa
Oooooohhh
Ohh palomaaa
Oooooooo
Wob3kume oo palomaaa
Oohhhhhh
My
1080p whenever you see me
I been shooting files up on the Macbook
Gang-gang, 88 across the map and I roll my weed up in the
Backwoods, G.O.D, baby, I'm
understand
What's your plan
Caught a glance
Shared a dance
No romance
Drop your pants
One and only chance
Skeet my avalanche
O-M-G's
Please believe
BRADY mixed
its foreign o clock
So I guess I'm poppin' I gotta shoot
Action movie I'm doin' it for the loot
They tryna hit back but I'm wit' the crew
So I guess
pris trop de traits
Acide je l'ai bu d'une traite
Ici, ici j'ai vu trop de traitres
Ici, ici j'ai vu trop de traitres
Ici trop de traître s/o Donnie
on fucking going, he said he couldn't breathe (I can't breathe!)
I'll go back to my country when you go back to the farm P-I-G
Fuck 10+2, this shit is real
My
ain't shit that I owe you (Uh)
'Cause bitch I don't know you (Bitch I don't know you)
Bring 'em out, I'm an urban legend
Like T.I.P. but you don't know me
to shine)
Shorty sending booty pics all on my line (Booty pics)
Left that shit on read I ain't got no time (Ain't no time)
M.O.B. you know the code it's
R I P Pimp C
H town chic she look like Just Brittany
She a Lil tipsy so she a lil frisky
She Monica Lewinsky
Ride me like a ten speed
I just skeet
a pound of weed
Sloppy roll of twenties all drinks on me
Baby get ya girl come to V.I.P.
I'm kissin on her ear and she feelin on me
Shawty friend joined now
las misiones
Viviré viviré o moriré por tomar mis decisiones
Vienen a darle lecciones a papa
Pa,pa,pa,pa
Voy sobrado de lecciones
Ahora escucha las
she viscous
I should've known better
T O X I C I T Y
She can not be tamed an I see why
But she my lil P.Y.T.
It's exciting
So let's vibe an get live
BOPE, BOPE
Annie, Annie, Annie tout est OK
Avé paris, qu'est-ce vous faites de beau
J'ai repris mon nom le F.L.E.O
J'sais bien faut qu'j'passe à autre
diga mas
Ma, ma, ma
Ay mami
Si supieras que por ti, yo me pongo facil
Con las palabras que dices
Quiero que me hipnotices
Tu cuerpo junto al mío suda'o
get K.O
Expression on her face as if she didn't know (She didn't know)
Well let me tell you the story yo
Mi pon stage rocking it moving dem cardio
dream
I sail the ocean
Ctrl O Open
Ctrl F Find
Someone good and kind
I accept and I don't decline
Ctrl U Underline
I fly like a hawk
So I press Caps Lock
and plus they minute made
My lieutenant spray your brigade, and trampled your flow
Big P, the reason MC's canceled their shows
The truth will hurt, see Proof
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