Living Life
(Living, living life
Living, living life)
Supe que el mundo es cruel
Cuando vi que se le viraron los mismos de él
Cuando supe que lo que controla el mundo es un papel (Youts)
Cuando vi que el que está arriba solo abusa del poder
Por eso decidí no dejarme joder (di, never)
El falso siempre trata de hacerte creer que debe' confiar en él
Cabrone', to'a la vida nos criamo' entre bandido' (what you say?)
Aquí sе juega vivo, los muchacho' receptivo'
No crеo en desenfoque, los ojo' en el objetivo
Es triplicar el efectivo
Esto es un juego y ganarle a esto' barquilla es muy divertido
No es mi culpa que en el piquete no salgan conmigo, ey, ey
Pensando en grande, na' diminutivo
Canto y la calle siente que los describo
Y le llegan los chamaquito' enpistola'o y clean
Son un dolor de cabeza que no cura el motrín
Gente que por mí se la beben, you know what I mean
Y sin dañar la imagen, sigo llenando de chavo' el maletín
En la mía, everything real, bo, no cap
Pon los chavo' en Alley-oop, que aquí está Shaq
La pieza la chambeamo' y suena
Las babie' twerkeando el culo y suenan
Salte por el sunroof y grita: Living life!
Give me five
Como dice Kendrick, bitch don't kill my vibe, yeah
Pa' las babie' beso y pa' los enemigo' plomo es lo que hay
Living life, living life, yeah
Sigo viviendo mi vida relax
Que se joda to' (no capeamo' feka)
Hago lo que me salga del bicho
No lo que esté en moda, bo
Y sigo living life, zumbando barras cabrona' (yeah, yeah), ey
Tú le pagaste al cirujano, Miky es quien te las detona (Let's go; ja)
Me siento como Randy Johnson pa'l tiempo de Arizona (se)
Ninguno demuestra si estoy en la loma
Las babie' llamando y de camino vamo'
No salgo sin la herramienta ni sin mis hermano', ey
Sigo chillin', celebrando con un habano en la mano (ah, yeah)
Me saqué la lotería, no me llamen, yo los llamo (no, ¡prr!)
Miky Woo (Miky Woo)
En la mía, everything real, bo, no cap
Pon los chavo' en Alley-oop, que aquí está Shaq
La pieza la chambeamo' y suena (suena, you)
Las babie' twerkeando el culo y suenan
Salte por el sunroof y grita: Living life! (yeah)
Give me five
Como dice Kendrick, bitch don't kill my vibe, yeah (bitch)
Pa' las babie' beso y pa' los enemigo' plomo es lo que hay, ey (lo que hay)
Living life, living life, yeah
Living, living life, yeah
Living life, yeah
Living, living, living, living life, yeah
Living life, yeah
Living, living life, yeah
Prende uno y vamo' a hacer dinero, puñeta
Miky Woo (yeah-yeah)
Living Life
(Living, living life
Living, living life)
I knew the world is cruel
When I saw that the same ones turned on it
When I knew that what controls the world is a paper (Youts)
When I saw that the one on top only abuses power
That's why I decided not to let myself be screwed (say, never)
The fake one always tries to make you believe that you should trust him
Bastards, we grew up among bandits all our lives (what you say?)
Here we play smart, the boys are receptive
I don't believe in losing focus, eyes on the target
It's about tripling the cash
This is a game and beating these fools is very fun
It's not my fault that they don't come out with me in the group, hey, hey
Thinking big, no diminutive
I sing and the streets feel like I'm describing them
And the kids come with guns and clean
They are a headache that Motrin can't cure
People who drink for me, you know what I mean
And without damaging the image, I keep filling the briefcase with money
In my world, everything is real, no cap
Put the money in the Alley-oop, Shaq is here
We work the piece and it sounds
The ladies twerking their butts and it sounds
Jump out the sunroof and shout: Living life!
Give me five
As Kendrick says, bitch don't kill my vibe, yeah
For the ladies, kisses and for the enemies, lead is what's there
Living life, living life, yeah
I keep living my life relaxed
Fuck it all (we don't capeamo' feka)
I do what I feel like
Not what's trendy, bo
And I keep living life, spitting badass bars (yeah, yeah), hey
You paid the surgeon, Miky is the one who sets them off (Let's go; ha)
I feel like Randy Johnson back in Arizona time (yeah)
None show if I'm on the mound
The ladies calling and we're on our way
I don't go out without the tool or without my brothers, hey
I keep chilling, celebrating with a cigar in hand (ah, yeah)
I hit the jackpot, don't call me, I'll call you (no, prr!)
Miky Woo (Miky Woo)
In my world, everything is real, no cap
Put the money in the Alley-oop, Shaq is here
We work the piece and it sounds (sounds, you)
The ladies twerking their butts and it sounds
Jump out the sunroof and shout: Living life! (yeah)
Give me five
As Kendrick says, bitch don't kill my vibe, yeah (bitch)
For the ladies, kisses and for the enemies, lead is what's there, hey (what's there)
Living life, living life, yeah
Living, living life, yeah
Living life, yeah
Living, living, living, living life, yeah
Living life, yeah
Living, living life, yeah
Light one up and let's go make money, damn
Miky Woo (yeah-yeah)