Papapapaw (part. Cano)
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Los bandoleros y bandoleras
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ los que llena la cartera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Y que no falte en la nevera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Los bandoleros y bandoleras
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ los que llena la cartera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Y que no falte en la nevera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Que Dios bendiga a los míos
Que no se busque los líos
Que la calle está caliente
Y lo hicimos para no pasar frío
Que Dios me cuide a la mama
Estamos haciendo la lana
Piquete de Tony Montana
Y la cara siempre tapada
El dinero a veces pesa
Más pesa si no lo tienes
En las buenas y en las malas
Si hay problemas hay que resolver
Buscando las soluciones
Teniendo las conexiones
Cuidándose del chivato
Que con ese no se come
Que amigos ya no hay hay hay hay hay
Ya me lo dijo mi mai mai mai mai mai
Que muchos están en las buenas y pocos están en las malas
Que amigos ya no hay hay hay hay hay
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ el bandolero y bandolera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ los que llena la cartera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ que no falte en la nevera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Los bandoleros y bandoleras
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ los que llena la cartera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Y que no falte en la nevera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
El respeto que he ganado no lo gana cualquiera
Yo canto pa’ la calle, las mujeres y pa’ el que quiera
Ya son muchos años en esto ahora juego en primera
Y tú vendiéndote por putas, drogas y panameras
Somos no somos en la calle crecimos
Del fútbol al cigarro del tabaco a los ritmos
De no tener ni un chavo a tener y ser el mismo
De escribir en mi casa canciones que son himnos
Si vienes por interés me hago el desinteresado
Si tú me hablas de cheles ese trato está cerrado
Pero ahora todo va bien con discos en la pared
Mama está rezándome genero cuarenta al mes
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ el bandolero y bandolera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ los que llena la cartera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ que no falte en la nevera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Los bandoleros y bandoleras
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa’ los que llena la cartera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Y que no falte en la nevera
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Papapapaw (feat. Cano)
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
The outlaws and outlaw ladies
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For those who fill their pockets
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
And make sure there's food in the fridge
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
The outlaws and outlaw ladies
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For those who fill their pockets
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
And make sure there's food in the fridge
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
God bless my people
Stay out of trouble
The streets are hot
And we did it to stay warm
God keep my mom safe
We're making that cash
With a vibe like Tony Montana
And always keeping my face covered
Money sometimes weighs heavy
It weighs more if you ain't got it
In good times and bad
If there are problems, we gotta solve 'em
Looking for solutions
Having the right connections
Watching out for the snitch
'Cause you can't eat with that guy
Friends are hard to find, oh oh oh oh oh
My mom told me, oh oh oh oh oh
That many are there in good times, but few in the bad
Friends are hard to find, oh oh oh oh oh
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For the outlaw and outlaw lady
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For those who fill their pockets
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
So there's always food in the fridge
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
The outlaws and outlaw ladies
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For those who fill their pockets
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
And make sure there's food in the fridge
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
The respect I've earned ain't easy to come by
I sing for the streets, the ladies, and anyone who wants it
It's been many years in this game, now I'm playing in the big leagues
While you sell yourself for whores, drugs, and fancy cars
We are who we are, we grew up on the streets
From soccer to cigarettes, from tobacco to beats
From having not a dime to having it all and staying the same
Writing songs in my house that are anthems
If you come with interest, I play it cool
If you talk to me about cash, that deal's closed
But now everything's going well with records on the wall
Mom's praying for me, I’m generating forty a month
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For the outlaw and outlaw lady
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For those who fill their pockets
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
So there's always food in the fridge
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
The outlaws and outlaw ladies
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
For those who fill their pockets
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
And make sure there's food in the fridge
Pa pa pa pa pa paw
Pa pa pa pa pa paw