Quien Va a Frontiar (part. YOVNGCHIMI)

Who's Going to Front (feat. YOVNGCHIMI)

Quien Va a Frontiar (part. YOVNGCHIMI)

Since I leave home in styleDesde que salgo de casa e' en pinta
The Ferro at two hundred, I don't drop below fifth gearEl Ferro a doscienta', no le bajo de quinta
All the girls are like from a magazineLa' bicha' toa' son de revista
Three hundred motorcycles, the demons for the trackTrescienta' motora', los demon pa' la pista

And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
We arrive in thirty G-Wagons, there's no one for usLlegamo' en treinta G-Wagon, pa' nosotro' no hay
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
Son of a bitch, from birth, don't make the stick light up (The Devils of Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)Hijueputa, desde la cuna, no hagan que el palo le' prenda (Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)

And who's going to front me? Tell me, my brother (YOVNGCHIMI)¿Y quién me va a frontear? Dime, mi herma (YOVNGCHIMI)
Range Rover, I'll give it to you with the storeRange Rover, te lo doy con la tienda
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
The Devils of Llorens, don't make the sticks light up (The forty)Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, no hagan que los palo' le' prenda (El forty)

Say you're going to snore, smell-bug, get seriousDi'que roncarme, huelebicho, ponte serio
The last one who threatened is in the cemeteryEl último que amenazó, 'tá en el cementerio
From double L to the beach of the empire (Mvrda Gang)De doble L hasta la playa del imperio (Mvrda Gang)
Learn the street word, it's in the middle (that's on gang)Aprende la palabra de la calle, está en el medio (that's on gang)

I fuck your bestie, like Young Miko (Tell me, Miko)Me chingo a tu bestie, como Young Miko (Dime, Miko)
I have an R, the gun and I have a micTengo un R, la glopeta y tengo un micro
Twenty thousand for a show, that's a kiloVeinte mil para un show, eso e' un kilo
Five thousand in crocodile shoesCinco mil en los zapato' 'e cocodrilo

Everything designer, Mvrda Gang, we kill you right now (designer boys; skrrt)Everything designer, Mvrda Gang, te matamo' right now (designer boys; skrrt)
Bitches, alcohol in the sky loungeBitches, alcohol en el sky lounge
Ozu talked about bitches, then bring them (tell me, Ozu)Ozu habló de puta' entonce' tráela' (dime, Ozu)
Money Wayy on blood, that's the deal (money wayy)Money Wayy on blood, esa e' la ganga (money wayy)

At least the sticks in the Can-Am and the guns in the gazetteMínimo lo' palo' en el Can-Am y las pistola' en la gaceta
We kill you, they're all dead for the zeta (smokin' opps, nigga)Te matamo', van to's muerto' pa' la' zeta (smokin' opps, nigga)
Audemars Piguets on the wrist (The Devils; wrist)Audemars Piguets en la muñeca (Los Diablo'; muñeca)
The pockets fat like a grimaceLas bolsilla' gordo como mueca

Who-Who's going to snore? Tell me, my brother (tell me, my brother; YOVNGCHIMI)¿Quién-Quién va a roncar? Dime, mi herma (dime, mi herma; YOVNGCHIMI)
The puppetry, the thuggery, the demons with the jewelsEl títereo, el maleanteo, los demonio' con la' prenda'
Who's going to snore? Tell me, my brother¿Quién va a roncar? Dime, mi herma
The Devils of Llorens, don't make the sticks light upLos Diablo' 'e Llorens, no hagan que los palo' le' prenda

Always active like a goatSiempre activo como un chivo
The tracks they put me on, I annihilate themLa' pista' que me pongan, la' aniquilo
I have a flow that deals with a kiloTengo un flow que brego con kilo'

The shooter commands with the kiloEl shooter manda con el kilo
Marionette, we're going to cut your stringsMarioneta, te vamo' a cortar lo' hilo'
Fuck you bitch, we're not snakes, we're fineFuck you bitch, no somo' snake, somo' fino'

The owners of the slowLo' dueño' de la lenta
The babies, the donkeys are for saleLas babie', los burro' van en venta
Count that the pressure is feltCuenta que la presión se sienta

The increasing countLa cuenta crecienta
There's time, bastard, to regretHay tiempo, cabrón, pa' que te arrepienta'
Trap Cartel, the Lambos from the eightiesTrap Cartel, lo' Lambo de la' ochenta

Hey, and play smartHey, y juega vivo
The chef in the pot cooks itEl chef en el caldero lo cocino
Masked like the PalestiniansEnmascara'o como lo' palestino'
Spray me and they go to the neighbors, the neighbors, eyRocíame y se van hasta lo' vecino', lo' vecino', ey

And play smart (did you hear, smell-bug?)Y juega vivo (¿oíste, huelebich?)
I'm the chef in the pot cooking itSoy el chef en el caldero lo cocino
Masked like the Palestinians (on gang)Enmascara'o como lo' palestino' (on gang)
We apply and they go to the neighbors, the neighbors (it's Mvrda Gang)Aplicamo' y se van hasta lo' vecino', lo' vecino' (it's Mvrda Gang)

And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
We arrive in thirty G-Wagons, there's no one for us (gang, gang)Llegamo' en treinta G-Wagon, con nosotro' no hay (gang, gang)
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother (tell me Ozuna, Yampi, YOVNGCHIMI)¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma (dime Ozuna, Yampi, YOVNGCHIMI)
Son of a bitch, from birth, don't make the stick light up (The Devils of Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)Hijueputa, desde la cuna, no hagan que el palo le' prenda (Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)

And who's going to front me? Tell me, my brother (on gang)¿Y quién me va a frontear? Dime, mi herma (on gang)
The puppetry, the thuggery, the demons with the jewels (The Devils, smell-bug)El títereo, el maleanteo, los demonio' con la' prenda' (Los Diablo', huelebicho)
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
The Devils of Llorens, don't make the sticks light up (on gang)Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, no hagan que los palo' le' prenda (on gang)

Mvrda GangMvrda Gang
Tell me, OzunaDime, Ozuna
YampiYampi
HydreezyHydreezy
Tell me, GotayDime, Gotay
Trap Cartel, did you hear, smell-bug?Trap Cartel, ¿oíste, huelebicho?
The Devils, Llorens TowerLos Diablo', Llorens Torre'

Fr-Fr-From the moment I leave home in style (tell me, Mambo)De-De-Desde que salgo de casa e' en pinta (dime, Mambo)
The Ferro at two hundred, I don't drop below fifth gear (tell me, Bassy)El Ferro a doscienta', no le bajo de quinta (dime, Bassy)
All the girls are like from a magazineLas bicha' toa' son de revista
Three hundred motorcycles, the demons for the trackTrescienta' motora', los demon pa' la pista
Money WayyMoney Wayy