Tranquila (part. Crystal Millz)
Ah-ah, yo
El 50 Cent europeo, nigga, ah-ah
Si no lo veo, no lo creo, nigga, ah-ah
Oh-oh
Baby, estate tranquila
Tú bandida, yo un killer
Chándal negro con los guantes mientras tú los vigila'
Si la poli viene a verte, dile tú no sabes na'
Metemo' nuestro dinero en una cuenta en Panamá
Look, we're supposed to be Bonnie and Clyde
Different cities but very alike I've been
I been searching for time and time
Know I'll hold you down and the scars don't lie
I'm in love with you, block boy
Not just a top boy
Suttin' like sully, no lie
Need a gunman
Who will bun, man, when I'm ready to ride
Hit 'em with bine
De todas las chicas del ghetto
Tú eres la única que me llena (for real)
Salimos corriendo de los azules si suena la sirena (no cap)
Recuerdo cuando tú venías a verme cuando estaba en la trena (free)
Recuerdo cuando yo estaba en tu cama repitiendo la escena
Baby, estate tranquila
Tú bandida, yo un killer
Chándal negro con los guantes mientras tú los vigila'
Si la poli viene a verte, dile tú no sabes na'
Metemo' nuestro dinero en una cuenta en Panamá
Love me a lifer, my for lifer
Top dog on the league, he's a striker
Shows me love when I need my provide
'Cause tough times could've been way harder
Estoy en la calle buscando money
Por nuestra economía (all day)
Mi móvil lo tengo pincha'o
Tu foto en mi mente, no en galería
Te compro todo lo que quieras, me la suda el país
Solo quiero tu lealtad, no mientas, baby, don't lie
Adoro tu boca, tu pelo y también you' eyes
Esto será hasta la muerte, no pelea, no fight
Baby, estate tranquila
Tú bandida, yo un killer
Chándal negro con los guantes mientras tú los vigila'
Si la poli viene a verte, dile tú no sabes na'
Metemo' nuestro dinero en una cuenta en Panamá
Baby, estate tranquila
Tú bandida, yo un killer
Chándal negro con los guantes mientras tú los vigila'
Si la poli viene a verte, dile tú no sabes na'
Metemo' nuestro dinero en una cuenta en Panamá
Quiero saber si tú me vas a ser leal hasta la muerte
O eres de las que se va cuando hay mala suerte
Cuento los días en mi celda para verte
No soy de sentimientos, pero me sale quererte
Tranquil (feat. Crystal Millz)
Ah-ah, yo
The European 50 Cent, nigga, ah-ah
If I don't see it, I don't believe it, nigga, ah-ah
Oh-oh
Baby, stay calm
You're a bandit, I'm a killer
Black tracksuit with gloves while you watch over them
If the cops come to see you, tell them you don't know anything
We put our money in an account in Panama
Look, we're supposed to be Bonnie and Clyde
Different cities but very alike I've been
I been searching for time and time
Know I'll hold you down and the scars don't lie
I'm in love with you, block boy
Not just a top boy
Something like sully, no lie
Need a gunman
Who will bun, man, when I'm ready to ride
Hit 'em with bine
Out of all the girls from the ghetto
You're the only one who fulfills me (for real)
We run away from the blues if the siren sounds (no cap)
I remember when you used to come see me when I was in the pen (free)
I remember when I was in your bed repeating the scene
Baby, stay calm
You're a bandit, I'm a killer
Black tracksuit with gloves while you watch over them
If the cops come to see you, tell them you don't know anything
We put our money in an account in Panama
Love me a lifer, my for lifer
Top dog on the league, he's a striker
Shows me love when I need my provide
'Cause tough times could've been way harder
I'm out on the street looking for money
For our economy (all day)
My phone is tapped
Your picture in my mind, not in the gallery
I'll buy you anything you want, I don't care about the country
I just want your loyalty, don't lie, baby, don't lie
I adore your mouth, your hair, and also your eyes
This will be until death, no quarrel, no fight
Baby, stay calm
You're a bandit, I'm a killer
Black tracksuit with gloves while you watch over them
If the cops come to see you, tell them you don't know anything
We put our money in an account in Panama
Baby, stay calm
You're a bandit, I'm a killer
Black tracksuit with gloves while you watch over them
If the cops come to see you, tell them you don't know anything
We put our money in an account in Panama
I want to know if you'll be loyal to me until death
Or if you're one of those who leaves when there's bad luck
I count the days in my cell to see you
I'm not one for feelings, but I end up loving you