Me La Quieren Dejar Pegá
Me la quieren dejar pegá'
Pero no me dejo ver
Y si me ven, no tienen fuerza de voluntad
Rezo un Padrenuestro, amén
Vamo' a hacer par de avería'
Bendición a abuela y el beso a María
Me la quieren dejar pegá' y
Prr–pegá' se las dejo a ello'
El fuletazo va pa'l cuello
Rezo un Padrenuestro, amén
Te llevo Jesucristo
No es ser hijueputa, hijueputa es ser listo
Esto es corazón y crial
Que mover lo' ladrillo'
Desde los 15, estoy adicto a lo' gatillo'
Desde los 17, el diablo anda buscándome, ah
Porque con lo' compa' estoy conectándome
Estoy bajando los burros ya PR es un establo
Quiero tener millones en caletas como Pablo
Esco sus conexiones son pa' no hacer fila dentro el CETCO
Tú no sabe' na' de esto, de bichote es tu papel
Qué raro, yo te he visto en el cuartel
Respeta ya, Tre' Letra' es un cartel
Aquí explotamo' los sapo' y le damo' piso al que se crea capo
Soy yo el que la va a dejar pegá' si saco
Yo te recomiendo que te quite' y no sale' a flote
Ante' de que la guerra explote y su' caballo' de Paso Fino pierdan trote
Esto es G-Four, G4, ya tú sabe' los dato'
Y yo a los tuyos, hijueputa, no rompo un plato, cabrón
¿Quién carao' me está llamando a esta hora?
¿Alo?
Alo, mera, lambebicho
Estoy puesto pa' ti, ¿oíste, cabrón?
Te voa' tumbar la película esa
¿Quién carao' es, mi herma'?
Olvídate tú de quién es, cabrón
Cuando yo te pille, tú va' a saber quién yo soy, ¿oíste?
Me la quieren dejar pegá'
Pero no me dejo ver
Y si me ven, no tienen fuerza de voluntad
Rezo un Padrenuestro (rezo, hijueputa), amén
Vamo' a hacer par de avería'
Bendición a abuela y el beso a María
Me la quieren dejar pegá' y
Prr, pegá' se las dejo a ello'
El fuletazo va pa'l cuello
Rezo un Padrenuestro, amén (El Favo, hijueputa)
Te llevo Jesucristo
No es ser hijueuta, hijueputa es ser listo, ¿qué?
Ustedes no saben joder
Hago mis vueltas y no me dejo ver
La planta si te la dejo caer
Me la quieren dejar pegada
Y pegados se las dejo yo
El último que jodió se cayó
Ando con Luar La L
Los locos sin papele'
Salimo' por ti, y tu muerte sale en la tele
Mañana, en primera plana, pa' que siga con la sana
Yo voy con mi mente sana, y me meto por tu ventana (cuidao')
Dicen: Diablo, Jamby es bien terco (uh)
Ando arisco con los puercos, sacan pico con las Perco (empichoneao')
Sin dar mucha luz, me les acerco
Recojan ese muñeco, el Chile hace par de huecos
Dizque van a darme, son rumores
Mueren por querer roncar de jodedores
Salimo' en caravana, en tres Explorer (normal)
Pa' que sepan que joden con los mejore' (la familia nunca muere)
Mira, Luar, ¿eso no es el cabrón?
Ay, Dios, mira a ese hijo de puta ahí, dame el fulete acá
Mándale, mándale
Dame el AK, dame el AK
Al hijueputa mándale
Me la quieren dejar pegá'
Pero no me dejo ver
Y si me ven, no tienen fuerza de voluntad
Rezo un Padrenuestro (rezo, hijueputa), amén
Vamo' a hacer par de avería'
Bendición a abuela y el beso a María
Me la quieren dejar pegá' y
Prr, pegá' se las dejo a ello'
El fuletazo va pa'l cuello
Rezo un Padrenuestro, amén (El Favo, hijueputa)
Te llevo Jesucristo
No es ser hijueuta, hijueputa es ser listo
Jamby El Favo, hijueputa
Tres Letra', La L
Sinfó'
Mera, dime, Jamby
Luar La L
Je, ¿qué?
Dexian
Los G4, cabrón
Los G4, fuck fake music
Sinfónico
Se murío (¡brr!)
They Want To Stick It To Me
They want to stick it to me
But I don't let myself be seen
And if they see me, they have no strength or willpower
I pray an Our Father, amen
Let's break it down a couple of times
Blessings to Grandma and a kiss to Mary
They want to stick it to me and
Prr–I'll stick it to them
The bullet's aimed at the neck
I pray an Our Father, amen
I'll take you to meet Jesus
It's not about being a motherfucker, being a motherfucker is being smart
This is heart and soul
That moves the bricks
Since I was 15, I've been addicted to the triggers
Since I was 17, the devil's been looking for me, ah
Because I'm connecting with my crew
I'm bringing the donkeys down now that Puerto Rico is a stable
I want to have millions in hidden stashes like Pablo
Esco's connections are so you don't have to wait in line inside CETCO
You don't know anything about this, your role is that of a big-shot
That's strange, I've seen you around
Show some respect already, Three Letters is a cartel
Here, we blow-up the snitches and take down anyone who thinks they're a boss
I'm the one who's gonna let them have it if I set it off
I recommend that you stand back and don't show up floating
Before war breaks out and your Paso Fino horses lose their trot
This is a G-Four, G4, you already know the details
And I know yours, motherfucker, I don't break-bread, bastard
Who the hell is calling me at this hour?
Hello?
Hello, look, motherfucker
I'm ready for you, you hear me, bastard?
I'm going to ruin the movie for you
Who the hell is this, bro?
Bastard, forget who I am
When I catch you, you'll know who I am, you heard?
They want to stick it to me
But I don't let myself be seen
And if they see me, they have no strength or willpower
I say an Our Father (I pray, you son of a bitch), amen
Let's break it down a couple of times
Blessings to Grandma and a kiss to Mary
They want to stick it to me and
Prr, I'll stick it to them
The bullet's aimed at the neck
I say an Our Father, amen (El Favo, you son of a bitch)
I'll take you to meet Jesus
It's not being a son of a bitch, being a son of a bitch is being smart, what?
Y'all don't know how to fuck around
I handle my business and don't let myself be seen
I'll drop the plant on you
They want to stick it to me
And I'll leave them hit
The last one who screwed up fell
I'm with Luar La L
The crazy ones without papers
We come for you, and your death is on TV
Tomorrow, on the front page, so that it continues with the sanity
I'm coming in with a clear mind, and I'm climbing in through your window (watch out)
They say: Damn, Jamby is really stubborn (uh)
I'm wary of the pigs, they're taking out the Percocet (showing off)
Without giving off much light, I approach them
Pick up that doll, the Chilean makes a couple of holes
They say they're going to give it to me, it's just rumors
They're dying for wanting to brag like fuckers
We left in a caravan, in three Explorers (normal)
So they know they're fucking with the best (family never dies)
Look, Luar, isn't that the motherfucker?
Oh, God, look at that son of a bitch over there, give me the gun here
Send it, send it
Give me the AK, give me the AK
Send it to that son of a bitch
They want to stick it to me
But I don't let myself be seen
And if they see me, they have no strength or willpower
I say an Our Father (I pray, you son of a bitch), amen
Let's break it down a couple of times
Blessings to Grandma and a kiss to Mary
They want to stick it to me and
Prr, I'll stick it to them
The bullet's aimed at the neck
I say an Our Father, amen (El Favo, you son of a bitch)
I'll take you to meet Jesus
It's not being a son of a bitch, being a son of a bitch is being smart
Jamby El Favo, motherfucker
Three Letters, The L
Sympho'
Look, talk to me, Jamby
Luar La L
Heh, what?
Dexian
The G4s, bastard
The G4, fuck fake music
Symphonic
Killed it (brr!)