Vete Pal Carajo (part. Yan Block y Jay Wheeler)
Dronik on the beat
Oh, y to' el tiempo malgasta'o
En esto del amor en verda' que me tenía encega'o
El dinero, las flore', los chocolate' y to' el tiempo malgasta'o
Lo sigo pensando bien arrepentío' en mi cuarto acosta'o
Todo el esfuerzo, to' mi corazó-ón, ¿pa' ti cuánto ha costa'o?
Pero no e' por sacar en cara
Pero e' que la pagué bien cara
Te di un avión para que te elevara'
Te di mi corazón pa' que lo lastimara'
Te di carta' pa' que la' botara'
Te di flore' pa' que la' quemara'
Te di el cincuenta que nunca dara
Te di pom para que me quedara
Y la culpa la tiene' tú
Ahora tengo die' que no son como tú (tú)
Ahora tengo die', chingan mejor que tú (que tú; baby)
Ahora tengo die', componen más que tú, uh, tú, uh
Ahora a to'a mi gang, let's go
Alguien ayer me llamó
Ni el nombre leí, sabía que era' tú
Vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo
Vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo
Vete pa'l carajo, oh (vete pa'l carajo)
Chica, vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo, oh (oh)
Chica, vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo
Vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo, oh
Tú mataste la' emocione'
Te fuiste sin darme razone'
En la calle te pinta' de santa, pero lo tuyo e' romper corazone'
Ahora tengo má' opcione'
Cupido se fue de vacacione'
Como dice Ñengo, amor de mentira y amor de condone'
Ojalá y llore' cuando me mencione'
Tu amiga me dice que quiere' volver, je
Mira qué cojone', si gracia' a ti no creo en relacione'
A tu nombre prendo par de blunte'
Mi pai' me dijo que no me ilusione
Ahora me dedico a escribirte cancione'
Y vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo
Vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo, oh
Chica, vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo, oh
Chica, vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo
Vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo, vete pa'l carajo (yeah)
Go to Hell (feat. Yan Block and Jay Wheeler)
Dronik on the beat
Oh, and all the wasted time
In this love thing, I was truly blinded
The money, the flowers, the chocolates, and all the wasted time
I keep thinking, regretting in my bed
All the effort, all my heart, how much has it cost you?
But it's not to throw it in your face
But it's that I paid dearly for it
I gave you a plane to lift you up
I gave you my heart to hurt it
I gave you letters to throw them away
I gave you flowers to burn them
I gave you the fifty that will never give
I gave you everything so I could stay
And the blame is on you
Now I have ten who are not like you (you)
Now I have ten, they fuck better than you (than you; baby)
Now I have ten, they compose better than you, uh, you, uh
Now to all my gang, let's go
Someone called me yesterday
I didn't even read the name, I knew it was you
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, oh (go to hell)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh (oh)
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, oh
You killed the emotions
You left without giving me reasons
In the street you paint yourself as a saint, but yours is breaking hearts
Now I have more options
Cupid went on vacation
As Ñengo says, fake love and love with a condom
I hope you cry when you mention me
Your friend tells me she wants to come back, huh
Look at that, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't believe in relationships
I light up a couple of blunts in your name
My dad told me not to get my hopes up
Now I dedicate myself to writing songs to you
And go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, oh
Girl, go to hell, go to hell, oh
Girl, go to hell, go to hell
Go to hell, go to hell, go to hell (yeah)
Escrita por: Jay Wheeler / yan block