No Se Piken
Marcianeke
Bigcvyu
Alguno' me agarran mala
Porque en to' la'o me tienen buena
Y qué saben de problemas, si yo soy el problemático
Te doy como lunático, hay mucha droga y ni tráfico
Me caíste bien, aunque soy antipático
¿Qué se siente que te parta un Flyte Mágico?
No confunda' mi full plastic con tu plástico
Tengo el corte, que no cunda el pánico
Mi perreo te deja trágico
Pa' que lo di' to' a lo maldito
Y te lo traiga to'
Después de romperte еl totó, ah
No-no se piquen
En la pobla' mе escuchan lo' cabro' chicken
Mi corte no les sale ni aunque no imiten
Suelto éxtasis, te rapeo y te derrites
Te doy hasta que las piernas te tiriten
No-no se piquen
En la pobla' me escuchan lo' cabro' chicken
Mi corte no les sale ni aunque no imiten
Suelto éxtasis, te rapeo y te derrites
Te doy hasta que las piernas te tiriten
Haciendo perreo con bigcvyu
Yo que tú, me callo
Pa' darle mi cheddar yo ni ensayo
Conmigo fuma fino, con el puro paraguayo
Ahora yo la guayo, mientras me tomo una Kunstmann Torobayo
Cómetela asta con mayo, jalando keta', caballo
Como grafiti, me da la wea te rayo
Yo te follo, no te fallo
No soy McQueen
Pero me oyen y dicen rayo, ah
Muévete mientras lo enrolo
Ando con mucho', pero en veces solo
Nos parecemo' aunque somo' de distinto' polo'
No me wei que me descontrolo
'Tamo' rapeando pa' lo' coreolo
Dime quién posee, te lo coloco
Dalo' to', se te peló el logi, pero rebotó, ah
Soy yo quien la alocó
'Tamo' bendeci'o, pero en la cama el diablo invocó
Quería hacerla pero chocó
No-no se piquen
En la pobla' mе escuchan lo' cabro' chicken
Mi corte no les sale ni aunque no imiten
Suelto éxtasis, te rapeo y te derrites
Te doy hasta que las piernas te tiriten
No-no se piquen
En la pobla' me escuchan lo' cabro' chicken
Mi corte no les sale ni aunque no imiten
Suelto éxtasis, te rapeo y te derrites
Te doy hasta que las piernas te tiriten
Ah
Bigcvyu
Marcianeke
Qué saben de corte si nosotro' somo' el corte
Pa' que no le di el corte mai
Mientras, yo te tiro la rima
(Prr, prr)
Don't Get Mad
Marcianeke
Bigcvyu
Some people don't like me
Because everyone likes me
And what do they know about problems, if I'm the problematic one
I hit you like a lunatic, there's a lot of drugs and no trafficking
I liked you, even though I'm unfriendly
How does it feel to be hit by a Magic Flyte?
Don't confuse my full plastic with your plastic
I have the style, don't panic
My dancing leaves you tragic
So I give it to you cursed
And bring it all to you
After breaking your ass, ah
Don't get mad
In the hood they listen to me, the chicken boys
My style doesn't come out even if they don't imitate
I release ecstasy, I rap and you melt
I give it to you until your legs shake
Don't get mad
In the hood they listen to me, the chicken boys
My style doesn't come out even if they don't imitate
I release ecstasy, I rap and you melt
I give it to you until your legs shake
Dancing with bigcvyu
If I were you, I'd shut up
To give you my money, I don't even rehearse
Smoke fine with me, with pure Paraguayan
Now I watch her, while I have a Kunstmann Torobayo
Eat it even with mayo, snorting ketamine, horse
Like graffiti, I don't give a damn, I'll tag you
I fuck you, I don't fail you
I'm not McQueen
But they hear me and say lightning, ah
Move while I roll it
I'm with many, but sometimes alone
We look alike even though we're from different poles
Don't mess with me, I lose control
We're rapping for the choreography
Tell me who owns it, I'll place it
Give it all, you lost it, but it bounced back, ah
It's me who made it crazy
We're blessed, but in bed the devil was summoned
He wanted to do it but crashed
Don't get mad
In the hood they listen to me, the chicken boys
My style doesn't come out even if they don't imitate
I release ecstasy, I rap and you melt
I give it to you until your legs shake
Don't get mad
In the hood they listen to me, the chicken boys
My style doesn't come out even if they don't imitate
I release ecstasy, I rap and you melt
I give it to you until your legs shake
Ah
Bigcvyu
Marcianeke
What do they know about style if we are the style
So I don't give them the time of day
Meanwhile, I throw you the rhyme
(Prr, prr)