Laba Laba
Yo estaré mirando como mueren
Todos esos cobardes que quieren joder, no pueden
Pues bajo tierra sus líricas se pudren
Sepan que la dancehall con ellos el tiempo no va a perder
Saben quien controla el styla y que no estamos contandote ninguna vaina
Canto para el bwoy y la gal que baila
Que saquen el lighter y prendan su ganja
Por si acaso la presión no la aguantan
Aquí vamos a darle una clase de dance hall
Desde el binguiman
Yo estaré mirando como mueren
Todos esos cobardes que quieren joder, no pueden
Pues bajo tierra sus líricas se pudren
Sepan que la dancehall con ellos el tiempo no va a perder
Donde no hay
No hay
Le tira a dancehall crew pero no tienen style
Donde no hay
No hay
Vienen a jodernos pero le dimos bye bye
Donde no hay
No hay
Hablan de gangsta matón y bad bwoy
Donde no hay
No hay
Escuchen lo que digo hoy
Quisieran formar la war
No van a aguantar
Fucking laba laba
No saben mas que hablar
Los vengo a matar
A base de letras disparar
Pa que claven sus rodillas en el suelo y coman bananá
Pues no hay más, ni bad bwoy, ni weapon, ni shot
A esos bootybwoy se los voy a explicar
Pa que se hagan cortas sus lenguas largas
Ahora escuchen bien lo que el bingui canta
Pa que hablan tanto si no demuestran
La mierda que sueltan se apesta
Por eso digo
Yo estaré mirando como mueren
Todos esos cobardes que quieren joder, no pueden
Pues bajo tierra sus líricas se pudren
Sepan que la dancehall con ellos el tiempo no va a perder
Donde no hay
No hay
Le tira a dancehall crew pero no tienen style
Donde no hay
No hay
Vienen a jodernos pero le dimos bye bye
Donde no hay
No hay
Hablan de gangsta matón y bad bwoy
Donde no hay
No hay
Escuchen lo que digo hoy
Spider Spider
I'll be watching as they die
All those cowards who want to mess with us, they can't
Because underground their lyrics rot
Know that dancehall won't waste time with them
They know who controls the style and that we're not telling you anything
I sing for the boy and the girl who dances
Let them take out the lighter and light up their weed
Just in case they can't handle the pressure
Here we're going to give them a dancehall lesson
From the bingiman
I'll be watching as they die
All those cowards who want to mess with us, they can't
Because underground their lyrics rot
Know that dancehall won't waste time with them
Where there's no
There's no
They aim at the dancehall crew but they have no style
Where there's no
There's no
They come to mess with us but we said bye bye
Where there's no
There's no
They talk about gangster, thug, and bad boy
Where there's no
There's no
Listen to what I'm saying today
They wish to start a war
They won't endure
Fucking spider spider
They don't know anything but talking
I come to kill them
By shooting with words
So they kneel on the ground and eat banana
Because there's nothing else, no bad boy, no weapon, no shot
I'm going to explain it to those bootyboys
So their long tongues get cut short
Now listen well to what the bingui sings
Why talk so much if they don't show
The shit they spew stinks
That's why I say
I'll be watching as they die
All those cowards who want to mess with us, they can't
Because underground their lyrics rot
Know that dancehall won't waste time with them
Where there's no
There's no
They aim at the dancehall crew but they have no style
Where there's no
There's no
They come to mess with us but we said bye bye
Where there's no
There's no
They talk about gangster, thug, and bad boy
Where there's no
There's no
Listen to what I'm saying today