Chavos y Pistolas (remix) (part. Omy de Oro y Juanka El Problematik)
Jajajaja
This is the remix
Omeh
Me dicen, Luar, si te pillo, te vo'a meter
Y yo loco por pillarlo' a ello', y vaciarle' un cepillo, cabrón
Yo no le paro si disparo (Paro si disparo, Omeh)
Me dicen que estoy alza'o, ¿Y yo le voy a bajar? Nunca
No fantasmee' en carro raro (Fantasmee' en carro raro)
Que donde te pille te la' busca'
Yo no le paro si disparo (Paro si disparo)
Me dicen que estoy alza'o, ¿Y yo le voy a bajar? Nunca
No fantasmee' en carro raro (En carro raro)
Que donde te pillen te la' busca' (Ah-ah)
E-e-está llena la agenda dе lune' a domingo (Jaja)
To-to-to' los día en un limbo, no salgo sin las dos cortas a lo Akimbo (Full)
Mandando pa' la USA, lo que lе gusta a los gringos
Sigan papayando, que cuando los pillemos, bingo
(Dale, mándale, mándale)
Te lo' dimo' en el blanco, son rápida', la' corta' y lo' largo' (¡Plo!)
Tienen que respetar lo' rango' (Respeten, cabrone', ja)
Lo mío' e' dispen', cabrón, lo de ustede' e' pango' (Ja)
Los diablo' si lo' llamo, cabrón, me hacen el encargo
Les vo'a salir primero ante de que vengan a cazarme
Ello' me ven pasar y no se atreven a mirarme (Miran pa'l la'o, cabrone')
Aunque por dentro sé que quieren detonarme
Se van a quedar con la' gana' 'e darme
Yo tengo chavo' y pistola' (Tengo chavo' y pistola')
Y gente con cojone', la' Glock no se jalan sola'
Tengo chavo' y pistola' (Tengo chavo' y pistola')
Te dan por debajo del agua pa' que no me traiga cola
Porque hay chavo' y pistola' (Oh)
Aquí hay chavo' y pistola' (Ah)
Yo tengo chavo' y pistola' (Oh)
Mando a que te metan por debajo del agua, porque hay chavo' y pistola' (Pistola')
Remember me? Juanka, binnie blanco, from the Bronx
Las glopetas con botón, to' los palo' con transmisión (Prra)
Ando detrás de la misión, a lo James Bond
El blanquito flow Post Malone
El chef de la salsa como Eladio Carrión (Huh)
Amanecí'o, en lo' building del caserío (Ah)
Ninguno de esto' son mis hijo', pero yo soy quien los crío
A la' mala, le damo' rifle' y cajone' de bala
Aquí andamo' como Philip, dejando a to' los angele' sin ala'
No me ven como John Cena, Che Guevara en Argentina
Doy la orden y te cae', y llevo un yate como Pina
En alta mar, sin grillete, aunque revoque la social
Y cuando tumbe a tu patrón, la tumba le vamo' a mear (Ah, oh)
Gritan lo' AKs y lo' ARs, aquí dentro de PR
Con to' lo wheeleadore' en CRF y XR (Ja)
Yo lo' mato' del arranque, que tu corta no se tranque
Y to' esto' soldadito' verde' quieren guerrear con el tanque (Ah-ah)
¿Qué?
Jajajaja
Si
Omeh, Omeh, Omeh
Tre' Letra, La L
Juanka El Problematik
El eslabón má' grueso de la joyería
Dime, Luar
Lo' G4, cabrón
Lo' G4, lo' G4
White Lion
¿Qué pasó?
Sinfónico
Dexian, mera, dime, G
Aquí lo que hay e' chavo' y pistola' pa' guerrear con todo el mundo, ¿oí'te?
Prr
Boys and Guns (remix) (feat. Omy de Oro and Juanka El Problematik)
Hahaha
This is the remix
Omeh
They call me, Luar, if I catch you, I'm gonna shoot you
And I'm crazy to catch them, and empty a clip on them, bastard
I don't stop if I shoot (Stop if I shoot, Omeh)
They say I'm high, and am I gonna lower it? Never
Don't fantasize in a weird car (Fantasize in a weird car)
Wherever I catch you, I'll look for you
I don't stop if I shoot (Stop if I shoot)
They say I'm high, and am I gonna lower it? Never
Don't fantasize in a weird car (In a weird car)
Wherever they catch you, they'll look for you (Ah-ah)
My schedule is full from Monday to Sunday (Haha)
Every day in limbo, I don't go out without the two guns like Akimbo (Full)
Sending to the USA, what the gringos like
Keep messing around, 'cause when we catch you, bingo
(Go ahead, send it, send it)
We hit the mark, they're fast, the short and the long ones (Bang!)
They have to respect the ranks (Respect, bastards, ha)
Mine is dispensable, bastard, yours is trash (Ha)
The devils, if I call them, bastard, they give me the order
I'll come out first before they come to hunt me
They see me pass by and don't dare to look at me (They look to the side, bastards)
Although inside I know they want to take me out
They'll be left wanting to get me
I have money and guns (I have money and guns)
And people with balls, the Glocks don't pull themselves
I have money and guns (I have money and guns)
They hit you from below the water so I don't bring trouble
Because there's money and guns (Oh)
Here there's money and guns (Ah)
I have money and guns (Oh)
I order them to take you from below the water, because there's money and guns (Guns')
Remember me? Juanka, binnie blanco, from the Bronx
The guns with a button, all the sticks with transmission (Prra)
I'm behind the mission, like James Bond
The white boy flow like Post Malone
The salsa chef like Eladio Carrión (Huh)
I woke up, in the buildings of the projects (Ah)
None of these are my kids, but I'm the one who raises them
By force, we give rifles and bullet boxes
Here we are like Philip, leaving all the angels without wings
They don't see me like John Cena, Che Guevara in Argentina
I give the order and you fall, and I have a yacht like Pina
In high seas, without shackles, even if I revoke the social
And when I take down your boss, we're gonna pee on his grave (Ah, oh)
They shout the AKs and the ARs, here in PR
With all the wheelers in CRF and XR (Ha)
I kill them from the start, so your gun doesn't jam
And all these green soldiers want to war with the tank (Ah-ah)
What?
Hahaha
Yes
Omeh, Omeh, Omeh
Tre' Letra, La L
Juanka El Problematik
The thickest link in the jewelry
Tell me, Luar
The G4, bastard
The G4, the G4
White Lion
What's up?
Symphonic
Dexian, mera, tell me, G
Here all there is is money and guns to fight with everyone, got it?
Prr