(Farruko)
If they want to kill me
Tell me where?
Let's go here no one hides
We do not fear the names
We kill each other with whatever man
(x2)
(The ghetto)
I do not fear the names
Neither the combos nor where are you
But I know where it comes from
with whom he walks
And pa 'where it comes
Rosamo To 'the block
For the world to find out
Even the watchmen and the Runners
and the one that sticks
Let the drums sound, The alleys rumble
Let the mice that run like rodents come out
They live with fear, and even pale ones get
His legs tremble, his tongue weighs
And they ask for forgiveness because:
I walk with a son-and-bug style, and a son-prick picket
Fumandome a blunt too son of a bitch,
And I walk with a combo they are a sonorputa jet,
With my son-in-law garment, and a son-and-a-trick car.
(Archangel)
You already know me, you have to say my name
More than a rapper, I'm man made music
From God a creation,
Devil a disappointment for my big heart
I am the image, that you would like to see when you look at
The same one that you hate, the same one that inspires you
The same one that has you crazy thinking out of focus
Wuau!
What the hell am I going to do with my life?
No matter how hard they try, they keep failing
While we continue to progress ...
Something is wrong, analyze yourself
Change your chip, update ...
Who am I?
Peaceful Ox
I make music, which is sold as Frito Lay's
My movie is real, it runs alone without giving it play
Nobody weighs more talking in Peny Weight
Prrrrrrra
(Farruko)
If they want to kill me
Tell me where?
Let's go here no one hides
We do not fear the names
We kill each other with whatever man
(x2)
(Ñengo Flow)
RG4Life!
Vomit the liver when the Mambo come out
It's going to try the fast
He comes to me with a trambo
I execute hope for you at the moment
Hemorrhage of blood from outside to inside
No reward, a fuletazo and put reverse
Bastards do not snoot, if they can not measure strength
With the MamboKingz
Combining, fire pulling
But if it fails, you are drilled
The champion of the street, the hard of the malianteo
The one that carries the vehicle,
It goes down and they are ugly
BY CLOWN
Always alert with the glopeta,
A nebuleo and I send him from the door with glass up
We continue hunting vermin
It hurts to see us well
We control the avenue
Mamennos the bi% & #
Pa 'up hard,
We keep punishing
We are already very far away
(D.OZI)
Street serum
Boys, I've already set the 2-20 of the box
I said the day I go up, no one lowers me
I am the voice that sounds like the 3 position cane
There is no farmhouse that my name does not mention
Mambo, mandate to enlarge the car's nail
That the receipts do not fit so many parties that I grab
The serum that is put in veins as the slow
One year in this game,
And I have 70 in the account
Cashimiro cleans your mouth with Listerine
It's fashionable to stop the bus
In the Muños Marín
Get my elbow down,
If they are going to give me then they do not tie me
I release the minors that fix my nonsense
Do not measure strength if you do not have an arm,
I go out and ignore what they say
That black guy did not
Learn to digest me because I am the one of the moment
These puppets sound, but below the cement
MAMBO KINGZ!
(Farruko)
If they want to kill me
Tell me where?
Let's go here no one hides
We do not fear the names
We kill each other with whatever man
(x2)
Give it breaks, give it!
Put one foot forward '
I'm waiting for you to get them up early
You bastards, when you were going, I came
Who would say?
That now I control and I'm in my sights
Pegao '
Above 'you
You want to fight with me, treat him if he can
Toy very high, from here I do not see them
REPORTING THE MINOR,
FOR THE KINGS OF THE MALICIA
MamboKingz
Geezy!
Arcángel pa '
MamboKingz,
The Marash
The Kings of the Malianteo
The Whey of the Street
Dj Fuc *** Lugian Homie!
RG4Life
Only among all we can make this a better place :)