Gan-Ga (remix) (part. Anuel AA)
Brr
Lanalizer got the fire
(Yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Anuel
Me ven con to' lo que tengo y también quieren verse así
Antes cobraba 500 y ahora son 500 mil
Yo tengo mucho' enemigo', no me puedo dormir (brr)
Yo nunca me vo'a dormir
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramos lo' AR y lo' AK
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, los tuyo' se trancan (yeah, yeah-eh; brr)
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramos lo' AR y lo' AK (lo' AK)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (brr)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, los tuyo' se trancan (uy)
Nunca flow Maluma, siempre Real G (Real G)
Y hasta a Triple H le hacemo' la Pedigree (la Pedigree)
Lo palo' son AR, fifteen (brr)
Y yo no soy Romeo, pero en el trap yo soy el king (yo soy el king)
Y yo no vendo carro' y ya tengo un dealer (brum)
Sold out lo' concerts como los Beatle' (uy)
Y con la' lenta hice pa'l de mile' (pa'l de mile', eh)
Michael Jackson, lo' zombie', Thriller, yeah
AP rose, my neck froze, pa'l de hoes, pussy, clothes
Versa', Dolce, Ferra', Porsche, moñas crunch, yeah (gring, gring)
Fue difícil, pero lo logramo'
Ahora estamo' en los kilo', empezamo' en los gramo'
Cerraron la puerta, pero la tumbamo'
Nosotros siempre ganamo'
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramos lo' AR y lo' AK
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, los tuyo' se trancan (yeah, yeah-eh)
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramos lo' AR y lo' AK (lo' AK)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (brr)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, los tuyo' se trancan, yeah
Siempre real, my nigga, nunca fake (nunca)
Date una cachá', haze, haze (hze)
La tengo engancha', ey, ey (¡ey!)
No mires pa' acá, ey, ey (yeah)
Quiero más botella' y más bitche'
Lo' trabajo' ya pasaron el preacher
Yo lo' vendí en treinta y los compré en quince
Yo lo' vendí en treinta y los compré en quince, yeah
La probatoria a mí me estresa
Me e' positiva, milloneta
Yo tengo un problema de riqueza
Y no me llevo con nadie, flow Vegeta, -ta
Facturando money everyday, everyday (everyday, everyday)
Shooters que no fallan como Klay, como Klay
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramos lo' AR y lo' AK
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, los tuyo' se trancan (yeah, yeah-eh)
Por eso es que yo ando con mi ganga
Al armero le compramos lo' AR y lo' AK
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere' si trata' (si trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, los tuyo' se trancan (uy), yeah
Bry-Bry-Bry-Bry-Bryant My-
Bryant Myers
Mera, dímelo, Anuel
Este e' el remix má' hijo 'e la gran puta de la historia del trap
Brr
Millo Gang
Cromo La X
Gan-Ga (remix) (feat. Anuel AA)
Brr
Lanalizer got the fire
(Yeah, yeah, yeah), yeah
Anuel
They see me with all that I have and they also want to look like that
Before I charged 500 and now it's 500 thousand
I have a lot of enemies, I can't sleep (brr)
I'm never going to sleep
That's why I walk with my gang
We buy AR and AK from the gunsmith
Seven hundred on the neck, you die if you try (try)
There's no fear here, bastard, yours get stuck (yeah, yeah-eh; brr)
That's why I walk with my gang
We buy AR and AK from the gunsmith (AK)
Seven hundred on the neck, you die if you try (brr)
There's no fear here, bastard, yours get stuck (uy)
Never flow like Maluma, always Real G (Real G)
And even Triple H we hit with the Pedigree (the Pedigree)
The sticks are AR, fifteen (brr)
And I'm not Romeo, but in the trap I'm the king (I'm the king)
I don't sell cars and I already have a dealer (brum)
Sold out concerts like the Beatles (uy)
And with the slow ones I made a lot of thousands (a lot of thousands, eh)
Michael Jackson, the zombies, Thriller, yeah
AP rose, my neck froze, a lot of hoes, pussy, clothes
Versace, Dolce, Fendi, Porsche, money crunch, yeah (gring, gring)
It was difficult, but we made it
Now we're in the kilos, we started in the grams
They closed the door, but we knocked it down
We always win
That's why I walk with my gang
We buy AR and AK from the gunsmith
Seven hundred on the neck, you die if you try (try)
There's no fear here, bastard, yours get stuck (yeah, yeah-eh)
That's why I walk with my gang
We buy AR and AK from the gunsmith (AK)
Seven hundred on the neck, you die if you try (brr)
There's no fear here, bastard, yours get stuck, yeah
Always real, my nigga, never fake (never)
Give me a slap, haze, haze (hze)
I have her hooked, ey, ey (hey!)
Don't look over here, ey, ey (yeah)
I want more bottles and more bitches
The jobs have already passed the preacher
I sold them at thirty and bought them at fifteen
I sold them at thirty and bought them at fifteen, yeah
Probation stresses me out
I'm positive, millionaire
I have a wealth problem
And I don't get along with anyone, Vegeta flow, -ta
Invoicing money everyday, everyday (everyday, everyday)
Shooters that never fail like Klay, like Klay
That's why I walk with my gang
We buy AR and AK from the gunsmith
Seven hundred on the neck, you die if you try (try)
There's no fear here, bastard, yours get stuck (yeah, yeah-eh)
That's why I walk with my gang
We buy AR and AK from the gunsmith
Seven hundred on the neck, you die if you try (try)
There's no fear here, bastard, yours get stuck (uy), yeah
Bry-Bry-Bry-Bry-Bryant My-
Bryant Myers
Mera, tell me, Anuel
This is the remix, the biggest son of a bitch in trap history
Brr
Millo Gang
Cromo La X
Escrita por: Bryant Myers / Cromo X