Intro
Malos Cantore', hijo de puta
Esa droga sigue entrando, dos, tres
Tu puta sigue mirando tan fresh
Eso' negro' están diciendo que no lo hago bien
Las ventas están subiendo, sí se pueden ver
Guacho, vos no tené' nivel, por el barrio lo saben
Por eso nunca dejarán que Bardero$ se apague
Estoy bailando con la nada, tomando jarabe
Money, money, para ustedes, el que sabe, sabe (yeah, huh, sí)
En la casa del hustle, seis kilo' en el closet
Me entiende el de la grasa fina porque me conoce
Preguntan: ¿Cómo se hace?, si no hablo con los dioses
Yo no les dejo chance, mami, esto es pa' que lo goces
Desde la esquina más oscura que tiene la feria
Experto en la materia, el rey de la academia
A los 14 ya guardaba la droga en las media'
Mi madre pa' mí es mi santa, la calle es mi dueña
Yo', again, a-a-again
Hustlers, hood, racks, sick ass, thoug
A-A-Again, a-a-agai-gain
Smoky ass shit like every single day (esto no es música, es droga)
Yo', again, a-a-again (yeh)
I don't give a fuck
What, nigga, what?
A-A-Again, a-a-agai-gain
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Intro
Bad singers, son of a bitch
That drug keeps coming in, two, three
Your bitch keeps looking so fresh
Those black guys are saying I'm not doing it right
Sales are going up, yes, they can see
Dude, you don't have the level, the neighborhood knows it
That's why they'll never let Bardero$ fade away
I'm dancing with nothing, taking syrup
Money, money, for you, the one who knows, knows (yeah, huh, yes)
In the house of hustle, six kilos in the closet
The one with the fine fat understands me because he knows me
They ask: How is it done?, if I don't talk to the gods
I don't give them a chance, mommy, this is for you to enjoy
From the darkest corner of the fair
Expert in the field, the king of the academy
At 14, I was already hiding drugs in my socks
My mother is my saint, the street is my owner
Me, again, a-a-again
Hustlers, hood, racks, sick ass, thoug
A-A-Again, a-a-agai-gain
Smoky ass shit like every single day (this is not music, it's drugs)
Me, again, a-a-again (yeh)
I don't give a fuck
What, nigga, what?
A-A-Again, a-a-agai-gain
With my mind on my money and my money on my mind