Caro (part. Jamby El Favo)
Esta rola es dedicada
Para todos esos cabrones que no creían en mí cuando estaba en ceros
(Algo así dice, loco)
Caro, salgo caro, salgo caro
Por qué caro me costó llegar aquí
Caro, salgo caro, salgo caro
Porte caro, caro
Ando gastando billete
Ya no la pienso pa' estrenar juguete
Vamos pa' arriba, machín como cohete
Lleno mi pansa comiendo filete
No eres mi amigo, a la mierda, tú vete
Que no confío si la pata mete
Ando en la mía no me compromete
Voy a ignorar lo que diga la gente
Por qué no saben lo que he pasado
Lo recorrido lo que he llorado
Por el camino ni mi pasado
No saben nada, quede callado
Traigo bien dura la balacera
Una pistola, bala certera
Ningún fallo se va ligera
Por qué me traigo esta pinché loquera
Todo mi barrio retumba machín
Suena macizo, ya no ando en el rin
El más pesa'o me dicen a mí
Y aunque le duela ya sabe que sí
Olor a lluvia, yo soy un rayo
No se la aviente, porque yo estallo
No se la juegue, si no es mi sallo
Ya se la sabe que no me callo
Yo no batallo, cabrón, se le juro
Con to'a mi clica, tronando bien duro
Por carretera, tranqui' sin apuro
Ando en nave, bien puesto el seguro
Caro, salgo caro
Caro, caro
Caro, salgo caro, salgo caro
Por qué caro me costó llegar aquí
Caro, salgo caro, salgo caro
Porte caro, caro
Algunos muertos y no estoy orgulloso
En el cementerio tengo par de socios
En el calabozo los puercos envidiosos
Porque ando por México haciendo negocios
La mota el perico crecí en Puerto Rico
Me vienen matando desde chamaquito
Me hablan de problemas y yo no me quito
Con fama, las putas nos ven más bonitos
Prefiero respeto antes que el dinero
Empecé desde cero, venimos del ghetto
Con un fierro y más peines que un baldero
Dejo mi legado si hoy mismo me muero
Pregúntale a Lefty que estamos en la vuelta
Jodiendo con perras cuadrando las ventas
Contando el billete sacando las cuentas
Soy Baby Rasta y la punto cuarenta
Bien arrebata'o voy pa'l' campo de disparo
Te veo en el expreso y no voy a tirar pa' los aros
Cuando vea el flash tus sesos en el dash
Joden con mi vida y les va a salir caro
Como los mafiosos un estilo lujoso
Con la sangre fría en un barrio caluroso
Los gramos las medias las onzas los cuezos
Pa' estas donde estoy ha sido muy costoso
Andamo' en la troca por un pueblo rocoso (viva México)
Me ven y se ponen nerviosos
Los oigo roncando y se escuchan graciosos
Quieren mi vida, porque me la gozo
Todo tatua'o, un vato placoso
Con un camuflaje fachoso
Chinguen su madre, hijueputas chismoso'
Huelo marihuana, bien pinche apestoso
Caro huelo, caro valgo, caro culos, caros
Fumo caro, amigos caros
Mi estilo de vida es caro
Caro, salgo caro, salgo caro
Por qué caro me costó llegar aquí
Caro, salgo caro, salgo caro
Porte caro, caro
Ey-oh, ey-oh, ey-oh
Oye
Fuck Fake Music
La bruja está en el beat, loco (la bruja)
Díselos, Tony
Jamby El Favo
Jamby El Favo
Es el Lefty, papá
¡Con Lefty, hijueputa!
La Shit Masiva está en la casa
México, Puerto Rico, loco
Salimos caros
A huevo (RD)
Expensive (feat. Jamby El Favo)
This track is dedicated
To all those bastards who didn't believe in me when I was at zero
(Something like that, crazy)
Expensive, I come out expensive, I come out expensive
Why expensive it cost me to get here
Expensive, I come out expensive, I come out expensive
Expensive style, expensive
I'm spending money
I don't even think twice to buy a new toy
Let's go up, fast like a rocket
I fill my belly eating steak
You're not my friend, screw off, you leave
I don't trust if the paw gets in
I'm on my own, it doesn't compromise me
I'm going to ignore what people say
Because they don't know what I've been through
The journey, what I've cried
Along the way, not even my past
They don't know anything, I stayed quiet
I bring the shootout hard
A gun, precise bullet
No mistake, it goes fast
Why I bring this damn craziness
My whole neighborhood is rumbling hard
It sounds solid, I'm not in the corner anymore
They call me the heaviest
And even if it hurts, they know it's true
Smell of rain, I'm a lightning
Don't mess with me, because I explode
Don't play with it, if it's not my alley
He already knows that I don't shut up
I don't struggle, bastard, I swear to you
With all my clique, blasting hard
On the road, calm without hurry
I'm in a car, insurance well set
Expensive, I come out expensive
Expensive, expensive
Expensive, I come out expensive, I come out expensive
Why expensive it cost me to get here
Expensive, I come out expensive, I come out expensive
Expensive style, expensive
Some dead and I'm not proud
In the cemetery I have a couple of partners
In the dungeon, the jealous pigs
Because I'm in Mexico doing business
The weed, the coke, I grew up in Puerto Rico
They've been killing me since I was a kid
They talk to me about problems and I don't back down
With fame, the whores see us prettier
I prefer respect over money
I started from scratch, we come from the ghetto
With a gun and more clips than a bucket
I leave my legacy if I die today
Ask Lefty, we're around
Messing with bitches, arranging sales
Counting the money, doing the math
I'm Baby Rasta and the .40 caliber
Very snatched I go to the shooting range
I see you on the expressway and I'm not going to shoot for the hoops
When I see the flash, your brains on the dash
They mess with my life and it's going to cost them
Like the mafiosos, a luxurious style
With cold blood in a hot neighborhood
The grams, the halves, the ounces, the joints
To get where I am has been very expensive
We're in the truck through a rocky town (long live Mexico)
They see me and get nervous
I hear them snoring and they sound funny
They want my life, because I enjoy it
All tattooed, a cool dude
With a flashy camouflage
Fuck your mother, fucking gossipy bastards
I smell marijuana, damn stinky
Expensive smell, expensive worth, expensive asses, expensive
I smoke expensive, expensive friends
My lifestyle is expensive
Expensive, I come out expensive, I come out expensive
Why expensive it cost me to get here
Expensive, I come out expensive, I come out expensive
Expensive style, expensive
Hey-oh, hey-oh, hey-oh
Hey
Fuck Fake Music
The witch is on the beat, crazy (the witch)
Tell them, Tony
Jamby El Favo
Jamby El Favo
It's Lefty, man
With Lefty, motherfucker!
La Shit Masiva is in the house
Mexico, Puerto Rico, crazy
We come out expensive
Hell yeah (DR)