BMD
Mi flow y mi respeto valen más que to'a tus marca'
Sin cojone' me tiene a mí el vehículo que aparcas
Sin cojone' me trae si es North Face tu fucking parka
Abaleamos a tu mai, abaleamo' a tu patriarca
Baleamo' a tu mai, sí, baleamo' a tu patriarca
Antes no tenía na' y ahora to'a mi ropa es de marca
Antes iba por ello en Renfe y ahora me vienen en barca
Hermano, salimos del barro, bro, salimos de la charca
Y dime quién lo diría
Que un cambio tan grande me daría la vida
Que antes de los 25 no me iba hacer faltar vender más heroína
Y dime quién lo diría que pagarían por mi melodía
Joseando día tras día
En el bloque buscando una salida
En el bloque buscando una salida
Baleamo' a tu mai, sí, baleamo' a tu patriarca
Antes no tenía na' y ahora to'a mi ropa es de marca
Antes iba por ello en Renfe y ahora me vienen en barca
Hermano, salimos del barro, bro, salimos de la charca
Mi flow y mi respeto valen más que to'a tus marca'
Sin cojone' me tiene a mí el vehículo que aparcas
Sin cojone' me trae si es North Face tu fucking parka
Abaleamos a tu mai, abaleamo' a tu patriarca
Baleamo' a tu mai, sí, baleamo' a tu patriarca
Antes no tenía na' y ahora to'a mi ropa es de marca
Antes iba por ello en Renfe y ahora me vienen en barca
Hermano, salimos del barro, bro, salimos de la charca
Sigo con la grasa y pico y pala
Cuido la casa, la vida está mala
Antes que me roben le meto una bala
Prefiero quedar sin libertad que quedar sin nada
El niño quiere ser hombre de bien
Lo quiere hacer bien, pero no va bien
8 cien al mes, 4 de alquiler
Loco, ¿cómo no va a robar pa' comer?
Yo prefiero el frío antes que tu calor
Sé que solo voy a estar mejor
No creo en nada, solo en plata y yo
Las putas habla, el dinero no
Y no me fio de los tuyos, de los míos tampoco
No confío en sangre, tampoco en un toto
No confío en mí, ya voy a acabar loco
Veo un Fiat ahí, ya creo que es la po', boy
Atente
No sale de party, sale en las noticias
Los puntos de venta ampliándose
Poco a poco como una franquicia
Esa mierda no me representa
Si no es de verdad, puta, se te orificia
Se ha juntado la 970
La Rolling Squad y el mejor de Galicia
Mi flow y mi respeto valen más que to'a tus marca'
Sin cojone' me tiene a mí el vehículo que aparcas
Sin cojone' me trae si es North Face tu fucking parka
Abaleamos a tu mai, abaleamo' a tu patriarca
Baleamo' a tu mai, sí, baleamo' a tu patriarca
Antes no tenía na' y ahora to'a mi ropa es de marca
Antes iba por ello en Renfe y ahora me vienen en barca
Hermano, salimos del barro, bro, salimos de la charca
Sin cojone' me tiene
Te acostamo' en medio de billete de ciene'
Aquí todos hacen lo que les conviene'
Yo espero que no te embales cuando frene
Yeh-eh
Que le den a la fama
¿Pa' que quieren que sonría si solo hay drama?
Siempre tengo una jurando que me ama
Sé que mienten mientras maman en la cama
En la cama
Y si yo brillo, brilla mi corillo
Empezamo' en la calle, terminamo' millo'
Yo siempre acicala'o, bien hecho el cerquillo
Gracias a Dios nunca he roto el bolsillo
No paramos a puño de cuchillo
Fumamos la greca sin cigarrillo
Evita pasarte por mi pasillo
Solo ante Dios es que me arrodillo
Mi flow y mi respeto valen más que to'a tus marca'
Sin cojone' me tiene a mí el vehículo que aparcas
Sin cojone' me trae si es North Face tu fucking parka
Abaleamos a tu mai, abaleamo' a tu patriarca
Baleamo' a tu mai, sí, baleamo' a tu patriarca
Antes no tenía na' y ahora toda mi ropa es de marca
Antes iba por ello en Renfe y ahora me vienen en barca
Hermano, salimos del barro, bro, salimos de la charca
BMD
My flow and my respect are worth more than all your brands
Without balls, the vehicle you park doesn't impress me
Without balls, if your fucking parka is North Face, it doesn't bring me
We shoot your mom, we shoot your patriarch
We shoot your mom, yes, we shoot your patriarch
Before I had nothing and now all my clothes are brand
Before I went for it on Renfe and now they come for me by boat
Brother, we came out of the mud, bro, we came out of the puddle
And tell me who would have thought
That such a big change would give me life
That before 25 I wouldn't need to sell more heroin
And tell me who would have thought they would pay for my melody
Joseando day after day
In the block looking for a way out
In the block looking for a way out
We shoot your mom, yes, we shoot your patriarch
Before I had nothing and now all my clothes are brand
Before I went for it on Renfe and now they come for me by boat
Brother, we came out of the mud, bro, we came out of the puddle
My flow and my respect are worth more than all your brands
Without balls, the vehicle you park doesn't impress me
Without balls, if your fucking parka is North Face, it doesn't bring me
We shoot your mom, we shoot your patriarch
We shoot your mom, yes, we shoot your patriarch
Before I had nothing and now all my clothes are brand
Before I went for it on Renfe and now they come for me by boat
Brother, we came out of the mud, bro, we came out of the puddle
I continue with the grease and pick and shovel
I take care of the house, life is bad
Before they rob me, I put a bullet in
I prefer to lose my freedom than to lose everything
The boy wants to be a good man
He wants to do well, but it's not going well
800 a month, 400 for rent
Crazy, how can he not steal to eat?
I prefer the cold over your warmth
I know I'll only be better
I don't believe in anything, only in money and me
The whores talk, money doesn't
And I don't trust yours, mine either
I don't trust blood, nor a pussy
I don't trust myself, I'm going to end up crazy
I see a Fiat there, I already think it's the cops, boy
Beware
He doesn't go out to party, he goes out in the news
The sales points expanding
Little by little like a franchise
That shit doesn't represent me
If it's not real, fuck, it gets orificed
The 970 has come together
The Rolling Squad and the best from Galicia
My flow and my respect are worth more than all your brands
Without balls, the vehicle you park doesn't impress me
Without balls, if your fucking parka is North Face, it doesn't bring me
We shoot your mom, we shoot your patriarch
We shoot your mom, yes, we shoot your patriarch
Before I had nothing and now all my clothes are brand
Before I went for it on Renfe and now they come for me by boat
Brother, we came out of the mud, bro, we came out of the puddle
Without balls, it impresses me
We lay you down in the middle of a hundred bill
Here everyone does what suits them
I hope you don't get excited when I brake
Yeh-eh
Fuck fame
Why do they want me to smile if there's only drama?
I always have one swearing she loves me
I know they lie while sucking in bed
In bed
And if I shine, my crew shines
We started in the street, we ended up millionaires
I'm always well-groomed, with a well-done haircut
Thank God I've never broken the bank
We don't stop with a knife fist
We smoke the weed without a cigarette
Avoid passing by my hallway
Only before God do I kneel
My flow and my respect are worth more than all your brands
Without balls, the vehicle you park doesn't impress me
Without balls, if your fucking parka is North Face, it doesn't bring me
We shoot your mom, we shoot your patriarch
We shoot your mom, yes, we shoot your patriarch
Before I had nothing and now all my clothes are brand
Before I went for it on Renfe and now they come for me by boat
Brother, we came out of the mud, bro, we came out of the puddle