Ronca
El mejor DJ del genero del reggaeton...
Mejor cancin del genero del reggaeton Ronca...
(Don Don)
El mejor artista del genero del reggaeton en tus manos...
(Ronca)
(Ya tu Sabes)
(Grrrrrr....)
Simplemente el que habla con las manos...
(Ronca)
(El mejor pagado)
El mas decente...
El mundo ha conocido tu msica...
(Ronca)
Ronca dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Eliel ronca dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Y saca los sinfnicos
Que se solto el rapero bionico
El mas que vendo con record histrico
Y trucos tacticos
Voy a sacar fules de plstico
Pa' barrer a to' esos puercos
Que se piensan ser prcticos
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
Eliel te toca ronca dale con el Tonka
Cierrale la boca a to' estos soca'
Que se esbocan y sus letras sofocan
Dile que con nosotros 'tan en coca
Cien mil batallas y seguimo' invictos
Medio milln de copias vendidas con el mismo disco
Los noto ariscos trense por un risco
'tamos sonando los reyes de Puerto Rico
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
Ronca dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Eliel ronca dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
(Jajajajajaja)
Locos los dejo ustedes to's tiran de lejos
Frontean y son mi reflejo...
Como los mata el viejo todos se miran en mi espejo
Juega conmigo y juega con tu pellejo
Locos los dejo ustedes to's tiran de lejos
Frontean y son mi reflejo...
Como los mata el viejo todos se miran en mi espejo
Juega conmigo y juega con tu pellejo
Soy el bambino.....
Hector el father gangster fino
Productor de discos de platino
Les atino que al que se lamba lo elimino
Mezclo msica con calle como las combino
No pierdo el hilo yo soy navaja de doble-filo
El de la torta sin vender kilos
Eliel ronca yo ando cazando con el Tonka
Eliel ronca yo ando cazando con el Tonka
Ronca dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Eliel ronca dale con el Tonka
Tu eres mejor nota por nota
Dale lo que las alborota
Y las aloca
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
Ninguno va guerrear
Lo que hacen es frontiar
Conmigo no buscan na'
Son fecas....
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
(Wooooh...) (Ronca)
La realidad del asunto...
Es que nos llaman los fantsticos
Hector el bambino
Zion
Don Omar
Eliel
Nesty
Las mentes maestras
Escobar
Alex 'Gargola'
Mario
Dejndonos sentir
Ronca
Y roncamos porque podemos
Porque somos los dueos del genero
Los dueos del genero...
Y si ronca...
Aguanta aguanta...
Si ronca...
Aguanta...
(Don)
Jejejeje...
Ronca
Snore
The best DJ of the reggaeton genre...
Best song of the reggaeton genre Snore...
(Don Don)
The best artist of the reggaeton genre in your hands...
(Snore)
(You already know)
(Grrrrrr....)
Simply the one who speaks with hands...
(Snore)
(The highest paid)
The most decent...
The world has known your music...
(Snore)
Snore hit it with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
Eliel snore hit it with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
And bring out the symphonies
The bionic rapper has been released
The one who sells the most with a historic record
And tactical tricks
I'm going to bring out plastic bullets
To sweep all those pigs
Who think they're practical
None will fight
What they do is front
They don't look for anything with me
They're crap....
None will fight
What they do is front
They don't look for anything with me
They're crap....
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
Eliel it's your turn snore hit it with the Tonka
Shut the mouths of all these soca'
Who get excited and suffocate their lyrics
Tell them that with us they're in trouble
One hundred thousand battles and we're still undefeated
Half a million copies sold with the same album
I notice them hostile, they fight for a cliff
We're sounding like the kings of Puerto Rico
None will fight
What they do is front
They don't look for anything with me
They're crap....
None will fight
What they do is front
They don't look for anything with me
They're crap....
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
Snore hit it with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
Eliel snore hit it with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
(Hahahahaha)
I leave you crazy, you all throw from afar
They front and are my reflection...
How the old man kills them, everyone looks in my mirror
Play with me and play with your skin
I leave you crazy, you all throw from afar
They front and are my reflection...
How the old man kills them, everyone looks in my mirror
Play with me and play with your skin
I'm the bambino.....
Hector the fine gangster father
Producer of platinum records
I hit the one who licks me
I mix music with the street, how do I combine them
I don't lose the thread, I'm a double-edged knife
The one with the cake without selling kilos
Eliel snore I'm hunting with the Tonka
Eliel snore I'm hunting with the Tonka
Snore hit it with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
Eliel snore hit it with the Tonka
You are better note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
None will fight
What they do is front
They don't look for anything with me
They're crap....
None will fight
What they do is front
They don't look for anything with me
They're crap....
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
(Wooooh...) (Snore)
The reality of the matter...
Is that they call us the fantastic ones
Hector the bambino
Zion
Don Omar
Eliel
Nesty
The masterminds
Escobar
Alex 'Gargola'
Mario
Letting us feel
Snore
And we snore because we can
Because we are the owners of the genre
The owners of the genre...
And if it snores...
Hold on hold on...
If it snores...
Hold on...
(Don)
Hahaha...
Snore