Liberace (Remix) (part. Fat Joe, Arcangél, Ñengo Flow y De La Ghetto)
Me levanto por la mañana dentro de un capsulon
(Maybach Music) (Welcome to the Remix)
Media onza enrolamos adentro de un lubridor
(Real Hasta La Muerte)
La corta en la mesa
Ganamos 100 piezas
(Carbon Fiber Music oite hijue puta)
Tu llamando y tu jeva picheando porque estaba en casa dándome cabeza
(Ez made the beat)
Ustedes no brillan como brillo yo
Ustedes no facturan como lo hago yo
No sean como nosotros
Por eso están envidiosos
Aquí si fronteamos como es (Farru)
Tenemos de todo tú no ves
Tamos brillando como es
Caro de la cabeza hasta los pies
Estamos duro pregunta en la calle por si no me crees
I just got 2 asses and some titties step your bitches up
Moving through the city in the pent knocking
Christopher Break talking and I’m way sauce
Big screening that Knicks game
Ol’ there with the go girl
All the juice is pristine
Niggas know you gotta a win when they see you in that civil suit
Everything she wanted ’em
I got it anywhere Ha
That pussy is straight aguain got no sick
I’ve been fuc*** for four hours and
I ain’t got no sid (Farru)
Tenemos de todo tú no ves
Tamos brillando como es
Caro de la cabeza hasta los pies
Estamos duro pregunta en la calle por si no me crees
(Austin baby)
Correa Giuseppe, zapatos Giuseppe, también un poquito de Fendi
Me sobran los Prada y Balenciaga ya casi no uso Versace
Lo que fumo es caro
Siempre ando mareado como un zombie
Tengo par de medias y par de boxers que valen más que tu combi
Mira mi reloj cabrón
Yo sé que eso te abacora
Mi presidente solo brilla
No lo tengo pa’ ver la hora
También tengo Cartier
Muy raro difícil de ver
Y como yo lo que toco es oro
Ese color pega con mi piel
Tengo un par de años brillando
Yo sé que tu lo sabias
Hace tiempo la liga matando
Tambien tu lo sabias
No quiero lambones a mi lao’
No voy con hipocresías
Me viste yo soy Cristóbal Colón, La Niña, La Pinta y La Santa Maria
Tengo to’ los canto y to’ lo juguetes
El Rolex, el Lambo son del paquete 24/2017
En esa máquina ando yo
Correa Giuseppe, zapatos Giuseppe
Par de diamantes, costo 5-7
Llégamo’ a la disco, y tiramo’ billetes
Lo que gana al año, pago yo en malvete
Yo corone yo tengo de to’
Míreme cabrones no ven
Que estoy caro de cabeza a los pies
Me puse pa’ lo mío
Y la funda fue la que me busque
Hablen lo que quieren, digan lo que quieran
Que yo estoy volando Mansion de 1 millón, bote bien cabrón
Y en break tengo un penthouse
No se midan conmigo que estoy en otro level
Me quede con la puerta del trap los mate sin querer
Gastando dinero
Son cortas princesas brillando en mi cuello
Fronteando de culo
Y todos esos culos pa’ mi ya son viejos
Cabrones no entiendo
Porque todavía se siguen midiendo
Son 1, 700 La onza de Cali que yo siempre prendo
Siempre me combino La plati con la jurasi diamantino
Yo nunca me viro Siempre real y leal a lo mío
Te desaparecemos
Y ya a los 3 días tú estás en el olvido
Tú de Berrio Porque hace tiempo yo pase del mío
Tienen que admitir si a enseñarle como es
A frontear como es
A vestirse como es
(Farru)
Tenemos de todo tú no ves
Tamos brillando como es
Caro de la cabeza hasta los pies
Estamos duro pregunta en la calle por si no me crees
La cuenta subiendo negocios apareciendo
La company más dura
Soy dueño de los porcientos y de mi mantelín
Dependiete y sigo en el combate
Haciendo chavos de verdad la cosa no es como antes ya
Lo liberace, pa’ to’as mis pu*** pa’ ti Versace
Por cada to’as quieren chingar cuando paso en el banshee
Mi sola música
Mi voz es única
Con la mente puesta pa’ lo serio
Puesto pa’ dinero, puesto pa’ mi imperio
Todos los poderes
Regamos el virus por las redes
Que pone bellaca a las mujeres
Imitarme no se puede
Se ponen a inventar y todos se mueren
Real G hijueputa, sobrepaso ya los niveles
(Me voy a cagar a la madre del diablo)
Illuminati, Versace
Yo le rompo el culo a tu p***, como liberace
Sortija Versace, correa Versace
Un pacto con el diablo por cachy
Yo te prendo el palo en la cara
Y tú vas a gritar como una Ducati
Y si a mí no me matan de aquí a cinco años
Yo me voy a comprar un Bugatti 100. 10
En 30 minutos yo cobro lo que tu haces en un mes
Puntas de cinco uzis y balas de glope
Vendía los millones en el 2003 8 onzas de lean me compre
Y las pre las ensucie, y 100 kilos moví y corone
Los vendí en New York y en Miami
Después que llame a la kon en RD
Ez made the beat (Farru)
Tenemos de todo tú no ves
Tamos brillando como es
Caro de la cabeza hasta los pies
Estamos duro pregunta en la calle por si no me crees
TrapXFicante
Real Hasta La Muerte
Ez
Anuel
Carbon Fiber Music oite hijueputa
Farru
Welcome to the Remix
Liberace (Remix) (feat. Fat Joe, Arcangel, Ñengo Flow and De La Ghetto)
I wake up in the morning inside a capsule
(Maybach Music) (Welcome to the Remix)
Half an ounce we roll inside a lubricator
(Real Until Death)
The cut on the table
We won 100 pieces
(Carbon Fiber Music oite son whore)
You calling and your girl is pitching because she was at home giving me head
(Ez made the beat)
You don't shine like I do
You don't bill like I do
Don't be like us
That's why they are jealous
Here we face it as it is (Farru)
We have everything, you don't see
We are shining as it is
Expensive from head to toe
We are hard ask on the street in case you don't believe me
I just got 2 asses and some titties step your bitches up
Moving through the city in the pent knocking
Christopher Break talking and I'm way sauce
Big screening that Knicks game
Ol' there with the go girl
All the juice is pristine
Niggas know you gotta a win when they see you in that civil suit
Everything she wanted 'em
I got it anywhere Ha
That pussy is straight aguain got no sick
I've been fuc*** for four hours and
I ain't got no sid (Farru)
We have everything, you don't see
We are shining as it is
Expensive from head to toe
We are hard ask on the street in case you don't believe me
(Austin baby)
Giuseppe belt, Giuseppe shoes, also a little bit of Fendi
I have too many Prada and Balenciaga, I hardly wear Versace anymore
What I smoke is expensive
I'm always dizzy like a zombie
I have a pair of socks and a pair of boxers that are worth more than your trunks
Look at my watch, motherfucker
I know that this overwhelms you
My president just shines
I don't have it to see the time
I also have Cartier
Very rare hard to see
And since what I touch is gold
That color matches my skin
I have a couple of years shining
I know you knew it
The league has been killing for a long time
You knew it too
I don't want sycophants by my side
I don't go with hypocrisies
You saw me, I am Christopher Columbus, La Niña, La Pinta and La Santa Maria
I have all the songs and all the toys
The Rolex, the Lambo are part of the pack 24/2017
I ride that machine
Giuseppe strap, Giuseppe shoes
Pair of diamonds, cost 5-7
We arrived at the disco, and we threw bills
What I earn a year, I pay in malvete
I crown I have everything
Look at me, you bastards don't see
I'm expensive from head to toe
I got down to my own thing
And the case was the one I looked for
Say what you want, say what you want
I'm flying a million dollar mansion, a real badass boat
And on break I have a penthouse
Don't measure yourself against me, I'm on another level
I stayed with the trap door and accidentally killed them
Spending money
They are short princesses shining on my neck
Fronting ass
And all those asses are already old for me
I don't understand you bastards
Because they are still being measured
It's 1,700 Cali ounces that I always light
I always combine La plati with the diamond jurasi
I never turn around Always real and loyal to what is mine
We make you disappear
And after 3 days you are forgotten
You from Berrio Because I passed mine on a long time ago
They have to admit yes to teaching him how it is
To face it as it is
Dress as you are
(Farru)
We have everything, you don't see
We are shining as it is
Expensive from head to toe
We are hard ask on the street in case you don't believe me
The account is uploading businesses appearing
The toughest company
I am the owner of the percentages and my tablecloth
Depend on me and I'll keep fighting
Making real money, things are not like they used to be
I released it, for all my bitches for you Versace
For every to'as they want to fuck when I pass by in the banshee
My only music
My voice is unique
With the mind set for the serious thing
Position for money, position for my empire
All powers
We spread the virus through the networks
What makes women wicked
You can't imitate me
They start inventing and everyone dies
Real G motherfucker, he's already surpassed the levels
(I'm going to shit on the devil's mother)
Illuminati, Versace
I'll break your p***'s ass, like liberace
Versace ring, Versace strap
A pact with the devil by cachy
I'll light the stick in your face
And you're going to scream like a Ducati
And if they don't kill me in five years
I'm going to buy a Bugatti 100. 10
In 30 minutes I charge what you make in a month
Points of five Uzis and glope bullets
I sold millions in 2003 8 ounces of lean I bought
And I pre-dirtied them, and I moved and crowned 100 kilos
I sold them in New York and Miami
After I called the kon in DR
He made the beat (Farru)
We have everything, you don't see
We are shining as it is
Expensive from head to toe
We are hard ask on the street in case you don't believe me
TrapXFicante
Real Until Death
Ez
Anuel
Carbon Fiber Music oite son of a bitch
Farru
Welcome to the Remix