Lyrics:
Aqui en RD también tenemos lo rifle y lo peine transparente de treinta y si tu lo quiere proba baja pal calentón cabrón
El primero que me ponga un
Balancing my emotions be like on trapeze
Have a baby face but want a 3rd fight night I'm Veeze
Am not pushin coke but I'm pushing p's
Y'all know Saint Rose
I got the recipe
Old school like nursery
Even then I was hurting beats
Burn any riddim to a 3rd degree
Like Hades looking for Hercules
They're hanging
Sicopataaa
Que lo que, El Chama MVP (waaa)
(La caja negra)
Dame la lu' sicopata
25th Music, javier dean
El menor 3030, lucky Rd
Ativo ativo ativo
Que lo que
Son la siete en punto en RD ya el Toque de queda empezó
Y lo que estaban en la esquina empezaron a correr To
Cuando ellos vieron a todos estos Mono
With the steps I'm taking
I see my future only getting brighter
With this spliff
I'm only getting higher
With this 3rd eye
I can see
What I desire
GIRL HOP IN MY SCcT
HEcRD THESE BITCHES TRYNNc CcLL ME PcPI
BUT MY NcME NOT KcSH
cND THEY TRYNNc THROW IT BcCK
CUZ I GOT RcCKS
I KNOW THcT SHE
3rd verse is my lucky charm
All the stars on my arm
Like Bucky Barnes
Cash color of pistach
Better wear your raincoat
‘Cause I make it rain, hurricane
wise guys
Toting guns just for fun doin drivebys
Sometimes ya gotta be wise guy
And see thru that bullshit wit ya 3rd eye
Cuz aint nothin gon be handed
talking 3rd world out the country
People who forget about they roots I do not fuck with
Fast times on the west end
Feds changed my perception
A nigga will
Potential rising tryna see if they Notice me
My lines I spit burn you like on a 3rd degree
But so smooth and now they calling it poetry
Slowly go configure
mi rato
La bulteras estan fuera si ya pague es porque soy un bellaco
Outro:
Miami, Rd!
Jabao a.k.a J-hook el que ma' escribe!
Nivel Music Revolution!
solution
Dile Miami, RD ( Consul, dile Consul )
they're gonna hurt When the shooter gets to poppin' that's when a crowd disperse
1 bullet, 2 bullets is he gonna shoot the 3rd you don't wanna live a life
42M
The job clicked
Good damn!
He called his whole crew
we gats go celebrate for Island
It was 10pm
doing 150 on the 3rd mainland
Vapor smoke , weed,
this shit
I'm on my 3rd life
Hope u a fan of this shit
This shit my real life
on the rise
3rd ave shit this how we living
That's Where I resign
Said you fucking with me
All I really want is time
You said you fucking with me
Let me know is
uptane
Just left the chuckles, I filled up the tank
I'm bending corners in trying hit plays
You ain't Alijah, my momma, or 3rd
Then Honestly Really ain't
play baseball over here we ain't capping
They cannot compete they ain't fucking with me
Never let them slide 3rd strike'em word to pete
I'm the one
I been on a whole nother level
Need for speed
I was really pressing
On the fucking pedal
Optimistic
I can tell that she's the devil
3rd eye focused
a year ago
When he was stationed in Texas
They made niggas by 91
They was on their 3rd Lex
The Jeep stopped
We in front of the stores
Makin' show on my
much you would face you a nigga Right here broad day
Nigga on the 3rd day of Christmas in Real life
I was like eight only got me a cape
But ima rock that
la marquesina
Pa' el que no creyo yo pasarle por encima
Yo firma con rima, ¿dnde están los bori
En RD pa' que se quede mi history
Ri, ri, ri, eh, ey,
the front same size as the engine
Here that choochop choo after revin
Down shift that Hoe then I'm makin my exit
Keep it in 3rd cuz I like the response
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