LA PANTERA (part. Alan Arrieta)
Zumbando la paso, una Raptor del año
Se escucha bramando, el motor arreglado
Apodado el Pantera, nomás por lo verga
Yo me tercio el cuerno y reviento 'onde sea
Con los ojos rojos por la mota Cherry
Pantalón Versace, camisa Burberry
Con vida de rockstar, rodeado de artistas
Morras de revistas y un viaje pa' Ibiza
Ando bien mareado, puro cannabis sativa
Paseo en un supercargado que se escucha como silba
La' tacaña' ni voltean, ya saben de quién se trata
A la verga, es el morro que controla to' la plaza
Me la pela todo aquel que un día me vio p'abajo
Pura verga yo me rajo, no tomé ningún atajo
Con la Cherry me relajo, y sin un avión yo me viajo
Los cuernitos van debajo del asiento del atajo, del atajo
Todas las niñas me llaman y me suben a su historia
Yo las vuelvo locas y solitas se me montan
Ella quiere que le dé un poquito de mi bolsa
No se asusta por la radio, sabe cómo está la cosa
Te compro toda la Prada, yo no soy tanto de rosas
Tratos con los colombianos
Nos traen pura de lavada
Vestidos de pixeleados y blindadona traen la ranfla
¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué suena? Se oye que truena
El cuerno cuando me jalo para la sierra
Como talibanes, andamos en guerra
Peleando la plaza, cuidando mi tierra
¿Qué pasa? ¿Qué tranza? Llegó la Pantera
Si no me extrañaban, se pelan la verga
Que hoy aviso vengo peor
Más culero yo soy
Me hice más cabrón
Sí, sí, simón
Que lo calen quien lo quiera comprobar
Que aquí damos tableada pa'l que se quiera pasar
Quieren cargar caro el morral
Pero se sabe que no tienen
Se lo digo de cara a cara a ver si lo sostienen
Mis plebes no se mueven hasta que se los ordene
Vamos en caravana
Cuando quiera, doy luz verde
Las güeritas se me montan
Le hago cariñito, le doy misa a la mota
No se porta bonito, conmigo se alborota
Y me lo pide a gritos
Se le sube a la nota y toma una fotito
Pa' que quede el recuerdito chingando en el carrito
Cuando me pedía a gritos que le diera lentito
Más lento, suavecito, mija, vente poquito
Que extraño tu culito, ándale solo un ratito
Pa' que quede el recuerdito chingando en el carrito
Cuando me pedía a gritos que le diera lentito
Más lento, suavecito, mija, vente poquito
Que extraño tu culito, ándale solo un ratito
Le hablo a la Marbella, me hace ver las estrellas
Me pasa el cuerno cuando me van siguiendo los guachos
Ana Sof siempre se encela, nomás me hace pelea
Se agüita porque sabe que trabajo con los malos
Regina es mi vecina, no me la quito'e encima
Le gustan mis cadenas que me dan un flow malandro
Y si me buscan, ¿cuál es el pedo?
Ando a la orden, no importa el dinero
Y si me encuentran, ¿cuál es el pedo?
Me vale verga, aquí los espero
Zumbando la paso, una Raptor del año
Se escucha bramando, el motor arreglado
Apodado el Pantera, nomás por lo verga
Yo me tercio el cuerno y reviento 'onde sea
Con los ojos rojos por la mota cherry
Pantalón Versace, camisa Burberry
Con vida de rockstar, rodeado de artistas
Morras de revistas y un viaje pa' Ibiza
(Ando bien mareado, puro cannabis sativa)
(Paseando un supercargado que se escucha como silba)
(La tacaña ni voltea, ya saben de quién se trata)
(A la verga, es el morro que controla to' la plaza)
M Records
Compa Gheef
Compa Alan
Malejo Music, viejo
¡Chau!
THE PANTHER (feat. Alan Arrieta)
Buzzing past, a Raptor of the year
It sounds like it's roaring, the engine's been fixed
Nicknamed the Panther, just because he's so badass
I'll screw up my horn and explode wherever I am
With eyes red from the Cherry speck
Versace trousers, Burberry shirt
Living the rockstar life, surrounded by artists
Girls from magazines and a trip to Ibiza
I'm feeling really dizzy, pure cannabis sativa
I ride in a supercharged car that sounds like it's whistling
The 'stingy ones' don't even turn around, they already know who it is
Damn, he's the kid who controls the whole plaza
I don't give a damn about anyone who ever saw me down
I'm out, I didn't take any shortcuts
With Cherry I relax, and without a plane I travel
The little horns go under the seat of the shortcut, of the shortcut
All the girls call me and add me to their stories
I drive them crazy and they climb all on me
She wants me to give her a little bit of my purse
He's not scared by the radio, he knows how things are
I'll buy you all the Prada, I'm not really into roses
Dealing with Colombians
They bring us pure washed-up stuff
Pixelated and armored vehicles bring the gang
What's happening? What's that sound? It sounds like thunder
The horn when I pull myself towards the mountains
Like the Taliban, we are at war
Fighting for the territory, taking care of my land
What's up? What's going on? The Panther has arrived
If they didn't miss me, they can go fuck themselves
I'm warning you, I'm coming back worse today
I'm even more of an asshole
I became more of a bastard
Yes, yes, Simon
Let whoever wants to test it, try it out
We'll beat anyone who wants to come here
They want to carry a heavy burden
But it is known that they do not have
I'll tell them face to face and see if they can stand by it
My people won't move until I order them to
We're going in a caravan
Whenever I want, I'll give the green light
The blondes are all over me
I pamper it, I say mass to the weed
He doesn't behave nicely, he gets all worked up with me
And it's practically begging me to
He gets carried away with the music and takes a picture
So that the little memory remains, messing around in the cart
When she was begging me to go slow
Slower, gently, my dear, come a little bit
Your little butt looks strange, just walk around for a little while
So that the little memory remains, messing around in the cart
When she was begging me to go slow
Slower, gently, my dear, come a little bit
Your little butt looks strange, just walk around for a little while
I talk to Marbella, she makes me see stars
The horn passes me when the cops are following me
Ana Sof always gets jealous, she just picks fights with me
He gets upset because he knows I work with the bad guys
Regina is my neighbor, I can't get rid of her
He likes my chains that give me a badass vibe
And if they come looking for me, what's the big deal?
I'm at your service, money doesn't matter
And if they find me, what's the big deal?
I don't give a fuck, I'll be waiting for you here
Buzzing past, a Raptor of the year
It sounds like it's roaring, the engine's been fixed
Nicknamed the Panther, just because he's so badass
I'll screw up my horn and explode wherever I am
With eyes red from the cherry spot
Versace trousers, Burberry shirt
Living the rockstar life, surrounded by artists
Girls from magazines and a trip to Ibiza
(I'm really dizzy, pure cannabis sativa)
(Walking around in a supercharged car that sounds like it's whistling)
(The cheapskate doesn't even turn around, you know who it is)
(Damn, he's the kid who controls the whole plaza)
M Records
Compa Gheef
Compa Alan
Malejo Music, old man
Bye!