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Us

Cyril Kamer

Nosotros

(Young rich nigga, we made it, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
El 50 Cent europeo, nigga
Si no lo veo, no lo creo, nigga

Venimo' de la calle y ahora controlamo' el business
A mi hijo no le faltará regalo en Christmas
Ejemplo de superación, yo quiero un récord Guiness
Mi cartera está muy gorda, la tuya está fitness, yeah

Cabrón, tú no puede' vivir como nosotro'
Me están tirando, pero es que ni lo noto
La poli piensa que sigo vendiendo coco
Estoy brillando sin necesidad dе foco

La baby quiere que la llеve a la Versace
Estamo' subiendo muy alto, en otro caché
Pensaron que me rendiría por un bache
Ahora son Fendi, antes eran las Guarache

Yo no hablo mucho, callando, las mato
Tendrás un infarto si sacamo' los draco'
Te lo dejo claro, por si estás opaco
Yo soy para siempre, tú solo para un rato

Voy con dos relojes y aun así llego tarde
Estoy sonando fuego, por eso a ti te arde
La calle me vota y yo no soy el alcalde
Somos el futuro, como Alejandro Balde

Estamos ready, solo manda la ubi
Una morena, la otra es rubi
Los nivele' fui yo quien los subí
Si hay reservado, no quiero public

Parece que esta gente tiene un problema óptico
Porque no ven que no me llegan
Somos los icónico'
Me río de sus amenaza'
Me lo tomo cómico
Mis rimas duras como bomba'
Estoy modo atómico, nigga

Cabrón, tú no puede' vivir como nosotro'
Me están tirando, pero es que ni lo noto
La poli piensa que sigo vendiendo coco
Estoy brillando sin necesidad de foco

La baby quiere que la lleve a la Versace
Estamo' subiendo muy alto en otro caché
Pensaron que me rendiría por un bache
Ahora son Fendi, antes eran las Guarache

Una negra en la cintura y no es Rihanna
Diseño' de ropa de marca italiana
Esta gente habla y no son na'-na', na'-na'
Ellos no son tigres, son rana', rana'

Doy cincuenta palos a los Christian Grey
'Tamo facturando money everyday
Sal de mi camino, nigga, leave my way
Te van a ejecutar si damo' el okay

En esto soy tu padre, llámame daddy
Lo' noto lento, se parecen a Gary
Gano más que la poli solo en un party
Aforo lleno, ya no cabe nobody

Ahora tengo una madura, que le follen a mi ex
Dicen que sueno chido, los fanáticos de MEX
Argentino me lo dicen: Pibe, vos sonás muy fresh
En Colombia: Cyril, parce, usted suena como es, yeah

Cabrón, tú no puede' vivir como nosotro'
Me están tirando, pero es que ni lo noto
La poli piensa que sigo vendiendo coco
Estoy brillando sin necesidad de foco

La baby quiere que la lleve a la Versace
Estamo' subiendo muy alto en otro caché
Pensaron que me rendiría por un bache
Ahora son Fendi, antes eran las Guarache

(Money)
(Una morena, la otra es rubi)
(Los nivele' fui yo quien los subí)
(Si hay reservado no quiero public)
(Yeah, yeah)

Us

(Young rich nigga, we made it, yeah)
Yeah, yeah
The European 50 Cent, nigga
If I don't see it, I don't believe it, nigga

We come from the street and now we control the business
My son won't lack gifts on Christmas
Example of overcoming, I want a Guinness record
My wallet is very fat, yours is fitness, yeah

Bastard, you can't live like us
They're shooting at me, but I don't even notice
The cops think I'm still selling coke
I'm shining without needing focus

The baby wants me to take her to Versace
We're going up very high, in another league
They thought I would give up because of a setback
Now they're Fendi, before they were Guarache

I don't talk much, killing them silently
You'll have a heart attack if we pull out the dracos
I make it clear, in case you're dull
I'm forever, you're just for a while

I go with two watches and still arrive late
I'm sounding fire, that's why you're burning
The street votes me and I'm not the mayor
We are the future, like Alejandro Balde

We're ready, just send the location
One brunette, the other is ruby
I'm the one who raised the levels
If there's a VIP, I don't want it public

It seems like these people have an optical problem
Because they don't see that they don't reach me
We're the iconic ones
I laugh at their threats
I find it funny
My rhymes hard as a bomb
I'm in atomic mode, nigga

Bastard, you can't live like us
They're shooting at me, but I don't even notice
The cops think I'm still selling coke
I'm shining without needing focus

The baby wants me to take her to Versace
We're going up very high in another league
They thought I would give up because of a setback
Now they're Fendi, before they were Guarache

A black one on the waist and it's not Rihanna
Italian brand clothing designs
These people talk and they're nothing, nothing
They're not tigers, they're frogs, frogs

I give fifty sticks to the Christian Grey
We're billing money every day
Get out of my way, nigga, leave my way
You're going to be executed if we give the okay

In this, I'm your father, call me daddy
I notice them slow, they look like Gary
I earn more than the cops just at a party
Full capacity, nobody else fits

Now I have a mature woman, fuck my ex
They say I sound cool, the MEX fanatics
Argentinians tell me: Kid, you sound very fresh
In Colombia: Cyril, dude, you sound like it, yeah

Bastard, you can't live like us
They're shooting at me, but I don't even notice
The cops think I'm still selling coke
I'm shining without needing focus

The baby wants me to take her to Versace
We're going up very high in another league
They thought I would give up because of a setback
Now they're Fendi, before they were Guarache

(Money)
(One brunette, the other is ruby)
(I'm the one who raised the levels)
(If there's a VIP, I don't want it public)
(Yeah, yeah)

Escrita por: Cyril Kamer