Bubblegum (part. Zaramay)
Ey, Blunted boy
Zaramay, baby
'Toy guardando pacas dentro de caja' de Nike (Nike shit)
Ante' andabamo' a patín, ahora frenamo' en Audi (brrum)
Si me ronca demasia'o, que lo haga fácil (eh)
Encontrame el infierno con la de lo' yankee' (pew)
Pana' se viran por plata pero yo no lo hago (no)
Trapero' hablan de calle pero no josearon (okey)
Yo corono con mi equipo y lo explotamo' (clinic)
Jugando a los dado' con par de dominicano', yeah (gang, gang)
Soy de los que por la family dispara
En un black Benz con olor a marihuana (og)
Saliste con nitro pero la carrera es larga
No capiamo' feka' y se te nota en la mirada (no cap)
Ustede' son pinky, les falta cerebro
Negocio' silencioso', destapo y celebro
Ella mueve el culo como en un putero (muévelo)
Mis ticket' de los partie' no vendo, lo' invierto (ey), ey (-vierto)
Sigo como tego metí'o adentro del caldero
Pero ahora en la torre, prendo un bate por madero (jaja)
To' esos que me están hablando para mí no es nuevo
Con la visera trap diablo en un lavadero (ey, ey), let's go
I remember Mr. Magic, flash, grandmaster caz
Ll, raising hell, but, that didn't last
Eric b. & rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a doug e. Fresh show, with ricky d
And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal
Remember raw (tú sabe'), with daddy kane?
When de la soul was puttin poth (rra)
Yeah
A los 23 decían: Tás equivoca'o (huh)
A los 24 hice el primer atenta'o (what?)
A los 25 dejé a los hater' calla'o' (yah)
Y ahora a los 26 soy el rapero cotiza'o (! Rra!)
2014 haciendo trampa, revolviendo sopa (sopa)
Si querés te damo' una mano pa' vender tu ropa (huh)
Esos negro' me quieren dar como a 2pac y poppa
Porque si sigo en la liga nunca van a ver la copa
Andamo' en nave' espaciale' y no somo' lo' ovnie' (huh)
No hablé' de Glock que como mucho tendrás una browning (prra)
Y estamo' metiendo verdura en el blunt y en el brownie
Haciendo plata en la cama, baby, in the morning (en la mañana)
Esos rapero' están caga'o
Hijo, hoy te compraré los pamper porque el zara los tiene asusta'o (huh)
Y si te querés matar, siempre tuve la razón
Cuatro anillo' en mis dedo', tamaño super tazón
Estoy cabrón, viviendo como siempre lo soñamo'
Antes que suene mi nombre ya tenía el oro colgado (huh)
Tuviste que ser más pillo y conseguirte otro abogado
Porque le abrimo' la puerta y dejamo' el caso al cerrado, prr
El jefe del malianteo, huh
No le frontee' a babe ruth, siempre ready para el bateo, nigga (prra)
Le cojo la mujer al feo y se chupa los dedo'
Hay una 4 y medio pa' tu orden de cateo (rra)
El phono suena y vibra por negocio' y par de mina'
Me cansé de los peso', quiero libra' exterlina'
Se mueve y no es cuarto de libra, mi negro en la esquina
Sigo ocupado, como el indio en mi tarea la fina
Ey, Zaramay, baby
El jefe del malianteo
Na-na-nahuel the coach
I remember Mr. Magic, flash, grandmaster caz
Ll, raising hell, but, that didn't last
Eric b. & rakim was, the shit to me
I flip to see a doug e. Fresh show, with ricky d
And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal
Remember raw, with daddy kane?
When de la soul was puttin poth
Bubblegum (feat. Zaramay)
Ey, Blunted boy
Zaramay, baby
'I'm saving packs inside a Nike box' (Nike shit)
Before we used to skate, now we brake in an Audi (brrum)
If it's too loud, make it easy (eh)
Find me hell with the Yankees' (pew)
Friends turn for money but I don't (no)
Trap artists talk about the streets but they don't know (okay)
I crown with my team and we explode it (clinic)
Playing dice with a couple of Dominicans, yeah (gang, gang)
I'm one who shoots for the family
In a black Benz smelling like marijuana (og)
You came out with nitro but the race is long
We don't understand fakes and it shows in your eyes (no cap)
You guys are pinky, lacking brains
Silent deals, I uncover and celebrate
She moves her ass like in a brothel (move it)
I don't sell my party tickets, I invest them, ey, ey
I keep it like Tego, deep inside the pot
But now in the tower, I light a bat for a hit (haha)
All those talking to me, it's not new
With the trap devil visor in a laundry room, let's go
I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL, raising hell, but that didn't last
Eric B. & Rakim were the shit to me
I flipped to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was putting in work, with Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal
Remember Raw (you know), with Daddy Kane?
When De La Soul was putting poth (rra)
Yeah
At 23 they said: You're wrong (huh)
At 24 I made the first attempt (what?)
At 25 I left the haters silent (yah)
And now at 26 I'm the valued rapper (! Rra!)
2014 cheating, stirring soup (soup)
If you want, we'll give you a hand to sell your clothes (huh)
Those guys want to treat me like 2Pac and Biggie
Because if I stay in the league, they'll never see the cup
We're in spaceships and we're not UFOs (huh)
I don't talk about Glocks, at most you'll have a Browning (prra)
And we're putting vegetables in the blunt and in the brownie
Making money in bed, baby, in the morning
Those rappers are screwed
Son, today I'll buy you diapers because Zara has them scared (huh)
And if you want to kill yourself, I always had the reason
Four rings on my fingers, super bowl size
I'm badass, living as we always dreamed
Before my name rings, I already had the gold hanging (huh)
You had to be smarter and get another lawyer
Because we opened the door and left the case closed, prr
The boss of the underworld, huh
Don't front to Babe Ruth, always ready for the swing, nigga (prra)
I take the ugly guy's woman and he sucks his fingers
There's a 4 and a half for your search warrant (rra)
The phone rings and vibrates for deals and a couple of chicks
I'm tired of pesos, I want foreign pounds
It moves and it's not a quarter pounder, my guy on the corner
I'm still busy, like the Indian in my fine task
Ey, Zaramay, baby
The boss of the underworld
Na-na-Nahuel the coach
I remember Mr. Magic, Flash, Grandmaster Caz
LL, raising hell, but that didn't last
Eric B. & Rakim were the shit to me
I flipped to see a Doug E. Fresh show, with Ricky D
And Red Alert was putting in work, with Chuck Chill
Had my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real
Went out to steal
Remember Raw, with Daddy Kane?
When De La Soul was putting poth