El Barrio Me Llama (part. T&K)
(Yeh)
Dale
Fuck
Tirando humo allá fuera
Mi madre y oro me espera
Ahora no dice que no
Ahora no dice que no
Ni la conozco y me cela
Con [?] entrando en los [?]
Me traen la weed a los shows
Me traen la weed a los shows
Yeh, fuck, ah
Planificando el riego con silicio
Baby sedas acaricio como un gato egipcio
Agarro alguno' gramo', vamos a Parque Patricio'
Si no hay respeto y solo hay plata no me beneficio (¿Qué?)
Águila volando como en el Benfica
Toda' las clikas en nuestro show, ¿qué significa? (¿Qué?)
Algunos tejen mientras otros solo muеven lana
Nos metimos en la moda, y listo, todo' ganan
Estoy mirando al Luna Park como vi a Lе Parc
Se me sube encima mío y me pidió rimar
My word is bond, entonces yo empecé a rimar
Mi alrededor tiene algo que no va a cambiar
Que regulo mi energía con [?]
Aún escucho Das EFX, [?] y Vinnie Paz
Compartí [?] y cada tanto secas con alguno' que eran fekas
Pero sigo mi camino, me volví la puta meca
Me bendice todo el haze que me fumé y restauro
No' bajamos y parece que quemaste el auto
Con mi hermano en los negocios con los ojo' cautos
Haciendo magia con las bala' que no son de sauco
La calle, el barrio, la pena
Ya sabe' cómo empezó
La Visa, sicario' y condena'
Tú sabe' ya qué pasó
Los niño', la compra, la cena
Ya sabe' cómo cambió
Algunos se cortan las vena'
No aguantan ya ese dolor
Los tigre', los lobo' y las hiena'
Está noche se juegan su honor
La vía' y la muerte se enfrentan
Solo pue' quedar uno de los do'
El barrio me llama y siempre es temprano
Fumamo' marihuana, es como mi hermano
Tanto vacilé con mis pana' y ya no es ni sano
Esto es un desfile hecho con barras como cirujano
Le meto fresh, no va a más, no es para gusano'
Chico del mes quiere más, si no ante' jugamo'
Solo de tre', un metro atrá', y sin mirar anotamo'
Esto es muy chulo como ser yo
Yo nunca dudo, solo doy sazón
Me siento Biggie, estamo' en Nueva York
Punto y aparte como Calderón
Mierda G como Too $hort
Chico bueno, goodfella', rest in peace Liotta
Tirando flecha' parece Dakota
Tengo ya el rap casi de mascota
Me tira fax y hasta da la nota
En la [?] bordeando la costa
Mad Max si en verdad es a posta
Si quiere ga' escucha mi reposta
Primo, relax si quiere' de la tostá'
Escucho jazz, blue', Julio Sosa
Nunca me joda' dijo Tony Sosa
Yo tengo class, glamour, muchas cosa'
Yo tengo mucha—
La calle, el barrio, la pena
Ya sabe' cómo empezó
La Visa, sicario' y condena'
Tú sabe' ya qué pasó
Los niño', la compra, la cena
Ya sabe' cómo cambió
Algunos se cortan las vena'
No aguantan ya ese dolor
Los tigre', los lobo' y las hiena'
Está noche se juegan su honor
La vía' y la muerte se enfrentan
Solo pue' quedar uno de los do'
The Neighborhood Calls Me (feat. T&K)
(Yeh)
Come on
Fuck
Throwing smoke out there
My mother and gold await me
Now she doesn't say no
Now she doesn't say no
I don't even know her and she's jealous of me
With [?] entering the [?]
They bring me weed to the shows
They bring me weed to the shows
Yeh, fuck, ah
Planning irrigation with silicon
Baby, I caress silks like an Egyptian cat
I grab some grams, let's go to Parque Patricio
If there's no respect and only money, I don't benefit (What?)
Eagle flying like in Benfica
All the cliques at our show, what does it mean? (What?)
Some weave while others just move wool
We got into fashion, and everyone wins
I'm looking at Luna Park like I saw Le Parc
She climbs on top of me and asked me to rhyme
My word is bond, so I started to rhyme
My surroundings have something that won't change
That I regulate my energy with [?]
I still listen to Das EFX, [?] and Vinnie Paz
I shared [?] and occasionally dried with some that were fake
But I continue on my path, I became the damn mecca
All the haze I smoked blesses me and restores me
We get off and it seems like you burned the car
With my brother in business with cautious eyes
Doing magic with bullets that are not from sauco
The street, the neighborhood, the sorrow
You already know how it started
The Visa, hitmen, and sentence
You already know what happened
The children, the purchase, the dinner
You already know how it changed
Some cut their veins
They can't stand that pain anymore
The tigers, the wolves, and the hyenas
Tonight they play for their honor
The roads and death face off
Only one can remain
The neighborhood calls me and it's always early
We smoke marijuana, it's like my brother
I partied so much with my buddies and it's not healthy anymore
This is a parade made with bars like a surgeon
I put fresh, it doesn't go further, it's not for worms
Boy of the month wants more, if not before we play
Just from three, a meter back, and without looking we note
This is very cool like being me
I never doubt, I just give flavor
I feel like Biggie, we're in New York
End of story like Calderón
Shit G like Too $hort
Good boy, goodfella, rest in peace Liotta
Throwing arrows seems like Dakota
I already have rap almost as a pet
He throws me faxes and even gives the note
In the [?] bordering the coast
Mad Max if it's really on purpose
If you want to win, listen to my response
Cousin, relax if you want to be toasted
I listen to jazz, blues, Julio Sosa
Never mess with me, said Tony Sosa
I have class, glamour, many things
I have a lot—
The street, the neighborhood, the sorrow
You already know how it started
The Visa, hitmen, and sentence
You already know what happened
The children, the purchase, the dinner
You already know how it changed
Some cut their veins
They can't stand that pain anymore
The tigers, the wolves, and the hyenas
Tonight they play for their honor
The roads and death face off
Only one can remain