Tocan La Puerta
(Wake up)
Hey son wake up
Te están buscando allá afuera unos pelaitos ahí
Dicen, que tienen algo que decirte
Tocan la puerta son los niños de la otra veredas
Dicen que te quieren ver cojo
Que donde te vean te meten el plomo
De nuevo tocan la puerta
Ahora son los niños de por allá en Las Vegas
Dicen que te quieren ver cojo
Que donde te vean te meten el plomo
Me dicen que te portas mal, mal, mal, mal, mal, mal
Que andas con un big pistolon
Que por ahí haciendo webazon con un cañón
So que te portas mal, mal, mal, mal, mal, mal
Que andas con un big pistolon
Que por ahí haciendo webazon con un cañón
Que ginaliastes, robaste, saineaste
Al enemigo lo marcaste
A quemaparo tú te le parkiaste y lo maquiniaste
Por instinto le soltaste
Que ginaliastes, robaste, saineaste
Al enemigo lo marcaste
A quemaparo tú te le parkiaste y lo maquiniaste
Por instinto one, two check, check, check
Tocan la puerta son los niños de las otra veredas
Dicen que te quieren ver cojo
Que donde te vean te meten el plomo
De nuevo tocan la puerta
Ahora son los niños por allá en Las Vegas
Dicen que te quieren ver cojo
Que donde te vean te meten el plomo
Open you mind, close you eyes
Métele mente one, two check, check, check
Tienes cuenta pendiente
One, two check, check, check
Open you mind, close you eyes
Métele mente one, two check, check, check
El área sigue caliente one, two check, check, check
Una bala indirecta casi te pega en la cabeza
Así fue que entendiste a las malas o a las buenas
Nene ven toma conciencia
(Making money, making life)
Una bala indirecta casi te pega en la cabeza
Así fue que entendiste a las malas o a las buenas
Nene ven toma conciencia
(Making money, making love)
Tocan la puerta son los niños d las otras veredas
Dicen que te quieren ver cojo
Que donde te vean te meten el plomo
De nuevo tocan la puerta
Ahora son los niños por allá en Las Vegas
Dicen que te quieren ver cojo
Que donde te vean te meten el plomo
Roots vibration one again
In your fucking radio now, now
In your fucking radio now
Rasta lloyd
In your fucking radio now
In your fucking radio now, now
El bosh
In your fucking radio no ou no
In your fucking radio surfer el calidoso
In your fucking radio ou no
(Making money, making love, making life)
Knock On The Door
(Wake up)
Hey son wake up
Some kids are looking for you out there
They say they have something to tell you
There's a knock at the door, it's the children from the other side of the street
They say they want to see you lame
Wherever they see you, they'll shoot you
There's a knock at the door again
Now it's the kids over there in Vegas
They say they want to see you lame
Wherever they see you, they'll shoot you
They tell me you're behaving badly, badly, badly, badly, badly
You're carrying a big gun
Just messing around with a cannon
So you're behaving badly, badly, badly, badly, badly
You're carrying a big gun
Just messing around with a cannon
You gynaliated, you stole, you sabotaged
The enemy, you marked him
You parked at fire and rigged it
You instinctively let go
You gynaliated, you stole, you sabotaged
The enemy, you marked him
You parked him and machinated him
By instinct one, two check, check, check
There's a knock at the door, it's the children from the other sidewalks
They say they want to see you lame
Wherever they see you, they'll shoot you
There's a knock at the door again
Now it's the kids over there in Vegas
They say they want to see you lame
Wherever they see you, they'll shoot you
Open your mind, close your eyes
Mind one, two check, check, check
You have a score to settle
One, two check, check, check
Open your mind, close your eyes
Mind one, two check, check, check
The area is still hot, one, two, check, check, check
An indirect bullet almost hit you in the head
That's how you understood, one way or another
Nene, come and be aware
(Making Money, Making Life)
An indirect bullet almost hit you in the head
That's how you understood, one way or another
Nene, come and be aware
(Making Money, Making Love)
There's a knock at the door, it's the children from the other sidewalks
They say they want to see you lame
Wherever they see you, they'll shoot you
There's a knock at the door again
Now it's the kids over there in Vegas
They say they want to see you lame
Wherever they see you, they'll shoot you
Roots vibration one again
In your fucking radio now, now
On your fucking radio now
Rasta Lloyd
On your fucking radio now
In your fucking radio now, now
El Bosh
In your fucking radio no ou no
In your fucking radio Surfer the warm one
On your fucking radio, no
(Making Money, Making Love, Making Life)