Que Tu Dice? (part. Omy de Oro)
CashMoneyAP
Wuh, Primer Día de Clase'
Everything Foreign
Loco, ¿qué e' lo que tú dice'? ¿Que estoy crecío'?
Cabrón, pue' claro, si ante' estaba jodío'
Ahora ando en la Mercede' y ni la guío
En esta mierda, cabrone', son hijo' mío'
Loco, ¿qué e' lo que tú dice'? ¿Que estoy crecío'?
Cabrón, pue' claro, si ante' estaba jodío'
Ahora ando con modelo' que ni la' sigo
Y sin querer mira en lo que me he convertío'
Y atento' que empecé el drill, Iverson en el dos mil
Estas pista' las cocino, a vece' as tiro al grill
La cuenta estaba vacía, pero ya le hice un refill
Y mensual me estoy fumando tre' mil
Ello' tiran, pero siempre salgo y lo' opaco
Ando tira'o pa'trá' fumándome un tabaco
El rookie que lo' tiene senta'o en el banco
Cada ve' que me toca el turno al bate, la saco
Sigo en la mía normal, aunque soy medio anormal
Tú sigue' de waterboy, yo en el cuadro regular
Ese flow tuyo made in China lo mandaste a buscar
Si quiere' te presto el mío pa' ponerte a sonar
Loco, ¿qué e' lo que tú dice'? ¿Que estoy crecío'?
Cabrón, pue' claro, si ante' estaba jodío'
Ahora ando en la Mercede' y ni la guío
En esta mierda, cabrone', son hijo' mío'
Loco, ¿qué e' lo que tú dice'? ¿Que estoy crecío'?
Cabrón, pue' claro, si ante' estaba jodío'
Ahora ando con modelo' que ni la' sigo
Y sin querer mira en lo que me he convertío'
Me convertí en lo que no querían
Mientra' ello' dormían, yo estaba joseando en la mía
Quieren caminar conmigo lo' que no me seguían
Mi valor va subiendo como lo' cuadrado' que envían pa' la USA, je
Ya no carezco de nada, cabrone', vivo como un rey
Ya dinero tenemo', pistola' tenemo'
Ronca, cabrón, y la vuelta te hacemo'
En este mundo rodea'o de malda' no se puede ser bueno
Respeto a to' el mundo, pero a nadie le temo
Cabrón, 'toy on fire y no me quemo
A lo Barry Bonds, estoy dado jonrone' con el parque lleno
La puta bestia, me dicen el GOAT
Mínimo son veinte si quieren un show
El cuello está frío, no salgo sin coat
En Miami en el Lambo o en el bote
Botella' de Space en el bucket
Le vamo' a picar la mano al que me toque
Tengo lo' palo' ready pa' cuando la guerra explote
¿Qué e' lo que tú dice'? ¿Que estoy crecío'?
Ando en la troca y lo' Phillie' están prendío'
Y si alguno se me cae, saco el ticke' y lo fio
Y lo que pase despué' no e' problema mío
Loco, ¿qué e' lo que tú dice'? ¿Que estoy crecío'?
Cabrón, pue' claro, si ante' estaba jodío'
Ahora ando con modelo' que ni la' sigo
Y sin querer mira en lo que me he convertío'
Manito, ¿qué e' lo que tú dice'?
Hay que darte lu'
No me llame' si no e' pa' cualto'
Que no 'toy en gente
Ruede durísimo
Deme un saco 'e banda
Hablamo' cuando hablemo'
Vo'a cambia' el número
What You Say? (feat. Omy de Oro)
CashMoneyAP
Wuh, First Day of Class
Everything Foreign
Crazy, what are you saying? That I've grown up?
Bastard, well, of course, before I was screwed up
Now I'm in the Mercedes and I don't even drive it
In this shit, bastards, they're my sons
Crazy, what are you saying? That I've grown up?
Bastard, well, of course, before I was screwed up
Now I'm with models that I can't even keep up with
And unintentionally look at what I've become
And watch out, I started the drill, Iverson in the year two thousand
I cook these tracks, sometimes I throw them on the grill
The account was empty, but I already refilled it
And monthly I'm smoking three thousand
They throw, but I always come out and overshadow them
I'm thrown back smoking a cigarette
The rookie who has them sitting on the bench
Every time it's my turn at bat, I hit it out
I'm still in my normal, even though I'm kind of abnormal
You keep being a waterboy, I'm in the starting lineup
Your flow made in China, you had to go look for it
If you want, I can lend you mine to make you sound
Crazy, what are you saying? That I've grown up?
Bastard, well, of course, before I was screwed up
Now I'm in the Mercedes and I don't even drive it
In this shit, bastards, they're my sons
Crazy, what are you saying? That I've grown up?
Bastard, well, of course, before I was screwed up
Now I'm with models that I can't even keep up with
And unintentionally look at what I've become
I became what they didn't want
While they were sleeping, I was hustling on my own
They want to walk with me, those who didn't follow me
My value is rising like the squares they send to the USA, ha
I lack nothing now, bastard, I live like a king
We have money, we have guns
Talk tough, bastard, and we'll make you turn around
In this world surrounded by evil, you can't be good
I respect everyone, but I fear no one
Bastard, I'm on fire and I don't burn
Like Barry Bonds, hitting home runs with the bases loaded
The fucking beast, they call me the GOAT
At least twenty grand if you want a show
My neck is cold, I don't go out without a coat
In Miami in the Lambo or on the boat
Bottles of Space in the bucket
We're gonna chop the hand off anyone who touches me
I have the sticks ready for when the war breaks out
What are you saying? That I've grown up?
I'm in the truck and the Phillies are lit
And if one falls, I pull out the ticket and I front it
And whatever happens after that is not my problem
Crazy, what are you saying? That I've grown up?
Bastard, well, of course, before I was screwed up
Now I'm with models that I can't even keep up with
And unintentionally look at what I've become
Bro, what are you saying?
Gotta give you light
Don't call me if it's not for real
I'm not with people
Rolling hard
Give me a stack of bands
We'll talk when we talk
I'm changing the number