Si Te Vienen A Contar
(4:20 de la madrugada, la hora adecuada
Yo no me ando con mamadas, yo los bajo de volada)
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
Ahora es el momento, demuestre que es violento
Que sí le vale verga y que trae un armamento
Que su gente lo respalda pa’ las drogas y las armas
Y que aparte trae un buen adiestramiento
Que se habla con el ejército no es cierto
Que se habla con los azules no es cierto
Que se entiende con la maña, que muerde como piraña
Y si piensa que me apaña, eso no es cierto
El momento, el momento es ahora
No a la hora de la hora, porque luego no le atora
Se lo digo de cora, como tú he mirado varios
Que se pintan de sicarios y resultan lo contrario
Dicen que son de barrio, que fueron pandilleros
No tienen expediente, ya chequé, son puro pedo
Pa’ hacerlo verdadero nomás se ocupa huevos
Quizá nacer de nuevo, pero no ser embustero
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
No se pinte de pelón si viene del reggaetón
Justin bieber trae tatuajes y eso no lo hace cabrón
Panochón, a ver, diga que es de a neta
Que la calle lo respeta y que su lírica es honesta
Que no es otra muñeca, como daddy yankee
Él llegó de jefe y al final tiró la barbie
Diga que es un gánster, diga que es malandro
Perra, como quiera nadie lo baja de liandro
Actitud de chango, de todos se columpia
A todos nos menciona y a todos nos la chupa
Pambazo en la nuca al estilo de los guachos
Por acá en el norte se le llama chiricuazo
Te evitaré muchacho, sin hacerte promoción
Lo que hizo en caricatura yo lo hice después del show
Pregúntale al snoop con quién se fumó la mota
Cállate la boca y toma lo que te toca
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
Tira tu liriquilla tú solito contra mí
O si quieres todo el team, yo llegué a ponerle fin
Aquí nadie va a morir, aquí nadie va a sangrar
Es sólo cuestión de rap, como biggie con 2pac
Risa es lo que dan, copian como cantan
Las letras se roban, como llegan se van
Ya se enteró papá quién le tiró a los fans
Y ahora por mamoncito ya de tache va pa’ atrás
Le quiso acomodar, pero ya no le salió
El babo ya te oyó y hasta te escribió canción
Chamaquito cachetón, en hipócrita y culón
Sé que me miro mamón, pero el güey se lo buscó
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
Si te vienen a contar cositas malas de mí
Diles que sí, que yo te dije que sí fui
If They Come To Tell You
(4:20 in the morning, the right time
I don't go around with blowjobs, I take them down quickly)
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
Now is the time, show that you are violent
That he is worth a dick and that he has weapons
That his people support him for drugs and weapons
And what's more, it brings good training
What is being talked about with the army is not true
That you talk to the blues is not true
What is understood with skill, which bites like a piranha
And if you think I can handle it, that's not true.
The moment, the moment is now
Not at the time of the hour, because then it doesn't get stuck
I tell you this from the bottom of my heart, like you I have looked at several
They paint themselves as hitmen and turn out to be the opposite.
They say they are from the neighborhood, that they were gang members
They don't have a file, I already checked, they are pure fart
To make it true, he only takes care of eggs
Maybe born again, but not be a liar
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
Don't paint yourself as a bald guy if you come from reggaeton
Justin Bieber has tattoos and that doesn't make him a bastard
Panochón, let's see, say that it is a net
That the street respects him and that his lyrics are honest
It's not another doll, like daddy yankee
He came as a boss and in the end he threw away the barbie
Say you're a gangster, say you're a thug
Bitch, no matter what, no one takes it down
Monkey attitude, everyone swings
He mentions us all and sucks us all
Pambazo on the back of the head in the style of the guachos
Here in the north it is called chiricuazo
I'll avoid you boy, without promoting you
What he did in the cartoon I did after the show
Ask the snoop who he smoked the pot with
Shut your mouth and take what you get
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
Throw your little lyrics against me alone
Or if you want the whole team, I came to put an end to it
Nobody is going to die here, nobody is going to bleed here
It's just a matter of rap, like biggie with 2pac
Laughter is what they give, they copy how they sing
The letters are stolen, as they arrive they leave
Dad already found out who shot the fans
And now, for mamoncito, he's already going backwards
He wanted to accommodate him, but it didn't work out anymore.
The babe already heard you and even wrote you a song
Chamaquito cheeky, hypocritical and big ass
I know he looked at me like a sucker, but the guy asked for it
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, I told you yes I went