On The Road (part. Felp 22, Elpatron970, Yung Sarria y MULTIPLICA)
(On the low, ‘cause me I want some more)
(No es que quiera más, es que yo lo quiero to’)
(Quiero ver fuera a mi bro)
(Ya no quiero esta’ en la street, por eso te hago esta canción)
Ah
[Yung Sarria]
Su puta lo tiene con cacho’ y él hablando ‘e mí, yo pensándole
La bandana llena de sangre, seguimos toreando a to’a esta gente, olé
Me pasan y nos pregunten cuándo, hoy yo no salí, por eso me volé
Ah (Me fui), no quiero pensar, por eso lo enrolé
Me mataron a SG y Steven, pero siguen vivo’, en mi pecho viven (yo no estoy normal)
En su grupo ni siquiera escriben, la palabra tiene precio y no la miden (that’s right)
Tú no canta’ lo que Carlos vive, tú no mete’ gole’ como hacía El Pibe (gol)
Tú de Boca, no te hablo del River, queda’ boca abajo flotando en el river (bye, bye)
[ElPatron970]
Bi', if I pull up with bros, te lo juro, estos raperos sí parecen Uzii Gaang
Come and hit, ‘cause you hold this smoke
Ja, just you do it like, hoes
No gasto ni dos euros en hoes
Con una culona como Amber Rose
Got the lab with the shh, she can’t get close
No ando con tiempo para jokes
A las culebras, te lo juro, las veo de lejos
Están hablando mierda, están en la mierda, tienen complejos
Veo un demonio cuando miro al espejo
Y ahora vivo bien, ahora vivo bien, ahora no me quejo
Now I’m livin’ like a star (Ssweet)
Prendan humos, tú no puedes andar
Si estuviese en bancarrota es más que iba a arriesgar
Están esperando que la vuelva a cagar (bah, nah)
(Now I’m livin’ like a star)
Prendan humos, tú no puedes andar
(Si estuviese en bancarrota es más que iba a arriesgar)
Están esperando que la vuelva a cagar
[Kidd Keo & Felp 22]
Ey, ey, always on the road ‘cause me I want some more
No es que quiera más, es que yo lo quiero to’
Quiero ve’ a la ma’ feliz, quiero ver fuera a mi bro
Ya no quiero esta’ en la street, por eso te hago esta canción
Always on the road, ‘cause me I want some more
No es que quiera más, es que yo lo quiero to’
Quiero ve’ a la ma’ feliz, quiero ver fuera a mi bro
Ya no quiero esta’ en la street, por eso te hago esta canción (The way)
[Felp 22 & Kidd Keo]
En la cozinha, eu cozinhei crack
Ponho informante la fita crepe
9-7-0, minha squad
Mi pana te pica como Master Chef
Yo transformo cocaína en líquido
No tengo estudio’, pero soy um químico
Estaba en la cárcel por homicidio (paw, paw)
Me quedé tranquilo por no tiene video
De la polícia, o mais procurado
(Vinte iPhone), vinte contatos
Gangue Medellin, sucessores de Pablo
Los federale’ no saben lo que hablo
Duas nenas en la Jacuzzi
Vinte mil en la bolsa Gucci
Racks on racks em cima da mesa
Blocks on blocks da mesma pureza
Não sei por que toda’ elas querem, querem mi contato (contato, con—, yeah)
Deve ser porque en la calle tenho assassinato (rra)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (¡wuh!)
Mi ganga vendiendo kilo’ (Oh)
En la calle, te matamo’ a tiro’ (Oh)
Soldado de guerra como palestino’
Parece una película de Tarantino
[Kidd Keo]
(Look)
Tengo a mi blood negativo, activo el modo sigilo, ey
Tengo a mi bro con el filo, bailando con el enemigo, olé
Tengo a mi girl, she cryin’ por el nabo, dueño sin saber por qué
Sigo pensando en dinero y no me importa si no lo vuelvo a ver
Tengo problema’ en la street
Tengo a mis hoe’ to’a cansada’ de mí, ey
Tengo que salir de aquí
A los veintisiete no me quiero morir, ey
Me dijo que: No estoy para ti
Yo tampoco, mami, ‘toy por el money, ey
(Me dijo que: No estoy para ti
Yo tampoco, mami, ‘toy por el money)
Y nunca sé lo que estoy haciendo porque lo que hice es para sobrevivir
Y no sé si soy un buen ejemplo, todo lo que hago lo hago por ti (por, mami)
Chill, le dije a ese niño que no me haga caso, que no se fije aquí (no, no)
Porque no sé lo que digo y es la droga la que habla por mí
[Kidd Keo]
Ey, ey, always on the road, ‘cause me I want some more
No es que quiera más, es que yo lo quiero to’
Quiero ve’ a la ma’ feliz, quiero ver fuera a mi bro
Ya no quiero esta’ en la street, por eso te hago esta canción
Always on the road, ‘cause me I want some more
No es que quiera más, es que yo lo quiero to’
Quiero ve’ a la ma’ feliz, quiero ver fuera a mi bro
Ya no quiero esta’ en la street, por eso te hago esta canción
Emy Luziano
Felp 22, bebê
On The Road (feat. Felp 22, Elpatron970, Yung Sarria and MULTIPLICA)
(On the low, 'cause me I want some more)
(Not that I want more, it's that I want it all)
(I want to see my bro out)
(I don't want to be in the street anymore, that's why I'm making you this song)
Ah
[Yung Sarria]
His girl has him with horns and he's talking about me, I'm thinking of him
The bandana full of blood, we keep bullfighting all these people, olé
They pass by and ask us when, today I didn't go out, that's why I flew away
Ah (I left), I don't want to think, that's why I rolled it up
They killed SG and Steven, but they're still alive, they live in my chest (I'm not normal)
In their group they don't even write, the word has a price and they don't measure it (that's right)
You don't sing what Carlos lives, you don't score goals like El Pibe did (goal)
You're from Boca, I'm not talking about River, you end up face down floating in the river (bye, bye)
[ElPatron970]
Bi', if I pull up with bros, I swear, these rappers really look like Uzii Gaang
Come and hit, 'cause you hold this smoke
Ha, just you do it like, hoes
I don't spend even two euros on hoes
With a big ass like Amber Rose
Got the lab with the shh, she can't get close
I don't have time for jokes
To the snakes, I swear, I see them from afar
They're talking shit, they're in shit, they have complexes
I see a demon when I look in the mirror
And now I live well, now I live well, now I don't complain
Now I'm livin' like a star (Ssweet)
Light up, you can't walk
If I were broke, I'd risk more
They're waiting for me to mess up again (bah, nah)
(Now I'm livin' like a star)
Light up, you can't walk
(If I were broke, I'd risk more)
They're waiting for me to mess up again
[Kidd Keo & Felp 22]
Hey, hey, always on the road 'cause me I want some more
Not that I want more, it's that I want it all
I want to see mom happy, I want to see my bro out
I don't want to be in the street anymore, that's why I'm making you this song
Always on the road, 'cause me I want some more
Not that I want more, it's that I want it all
I want to see mom happy, I want to see my bro out
I don't want to be in the street anymore, that's why I'm making you this song (The way)
[Felp 22 & Kidd Keo]
In the kitchen, I cooked crack
I put the informant on the tape
9-7-0, my squad
My buddy cuts you like Master Chef
I turn cocaine into liquid
I don't have studies, but I'm a chemist
I was in jail for murder (paw, paw)
I stayed calm because there's no video
From the police, the most wanted
(Twenty iPhones), twenty contacts
Medellin gang, successors of Pablo
The feds don't know what I'm talking about
Two girls in the Jacuzzi
Twenty thousand in the Gucci bag
Racks on racks on the table
Blocks on blocks of the same purity
I don't know why they all want, want my contact (contact, con—, yeah)
It must be because on the street I have murder (rra)
Hey, hey, hey, hey (wuh!)
My gang selling kilos (Oh)
On the street, we kill you with shots (Oh)
War soldier like Palestinians
It looks like a Tarantino movie
[Kidd Keo]
(Look)
I have my blood negative, active stealth mode, ey
I have my bro with the blade, dancing with the enemy, olé
I have my girl, she's crying for the dick, owner without knowing why
I keep thinking about money and I don't care if I don't see it again
I have problems in the street
I have all my hoes tired of me, ey
I have to get out of here
At twenty-seven I don't want to die, ey
She told me: I'm not for you
Me neither, mommy, I'm for the money, ey
(She told me: I'm not for you
Me neither, mommy, I'm for the money)
And I never know what I'm doing because what I did is to survive
And I don't know if I'm a good example, everything I do, I do it for you (for you, mommy)
Chill, I told that kid not to pay attention to me, not to look here (no, no)
Because I don't know what I'm saying and it's the drugs that speak for me
[Kidd Keo]
Hey, hey, always on the road, 'cause me I want some more
Not that I want more, it's that I want it all
I want to see mom happy, I want to see my bro out
I don't want to be in the street anymore, that's why I'm making you this song
Always on the road, 'cause me I want some more
Not that I want more, it's that I want it all
I want to see mom happy, I want to see my bro out
I don't want to be in the street anymore, that's why I'm making you this song
Emy Luziano
Felp 22, baby