Tramposos (part. Frijo)
Frijo Young Weed
Paulo
FIM Records
Eskeree
FI-FI-FI-FIM Records
To'a la gente va a flipar
Mientras saltan por el trap
Yo ando con mi negro atrá'
Meta escabio, meta hash
To'a la gente va a flipar
Mientras saltan por el trap
Yo ando con mi negro atrá'
Meta escabio, meta hash
Toc-toc, llegó el molesto
Chico noblecito, a nadie detesto
Ellos detestan porque hago esto
Pero me importa un comino el resto
Mientras subo, ellos van al cesto
Nunca dudo, mi tiro es perfecto
Aunque practique en la cara de malotes
Nunca van a dejar de ser muertos
Ay, ay, ay, qué, ay, ay, ay
No quiero problemas
Si no un par de nenas
Que se pongan a bailar, yeah
Ay ay ay, que, ay ay ay
No quiero problemas
Si no un par de nenas
Que se pongan a bailar
Y que no pare, que esto no termina
Cuidao' con tu madre que se viene encima
Cortamos los cables de la adrenalina
Callemono' un toque por la policia
Era mentira, soltalo que siga
Si estoy en el barrio cualquier casa es mía
Lo sabe mi rrope y hasta tu wachita
Hoy no se equivoca, y la prueba es jodida
Ole ole yeh, ole ola
Tengo a mi gente que no para de saltar
Ole ole yeh, ole ola (yah)
Tengo a mi gente que no para de saltar
To'a la gente va a flipar
Mientras saltan por el trap
Yo ando con mi negro atrá'
Meta escabio, meta hash
To'a la gente va a flipar
Mientras saltan por el trap
Yo ando con mi negro atrá'
Meta escabio, meta hash
Sé que esos negro' a mí no me respetan
Pero no me importa si no lo interpretan
Amor a los reales, fuck a los careta'
Pensamos distinto, tenemo' otras meta'
Entro sin pesitos y salgo con violeta
Y no te mentimos en ninguna letra
Entonce' aparecimos y eso te molesta
Porque lo advertimos y ni te diste cuenta
Esto es pa' esa gente que su vida inventa
Cada paso que damos a ellos le revienta
Pero no me importa si mi cuenta aumenta
Gasto todo en faso, putas y vestimenta
Eu bo-cón, ando con Pau-lo oh
Y dame da-me ron, que después bailo, oh
Un homerun en el estadio
Y con mi flow-oh-oh, mato la ra-dio
Hey you know, ves que no caigo-o
Y e-e-en el show, no me distraigo-o
Ven al boss, de donde sa-li-ó
Y co-co-con su voz salió del barrio
Cheaters (feat. Frijo)
Frijo Young Weed
Paulo
FIM Records
Eskeree
FI-FI-FI-FIM Records
Everyone is going to freak out
While they jump to the trap
I'm with my black friend
Drinking, smoking hash
Everyone is going to freak out
While they jump to the trap
I'm with my black friend
Drinking, smoking hash
Knock-knock, here comes the annoying one
Nice guy, I don't hate anyone
They hate because I do this
But I don't care about the rest
While I rise, they go down
I never doubt, my shot is perfect
Even if I practice in front of tough guys
They will never stop being dead
Ay, ay, ay, what, ay, ay, ay
I don't want problems
Just a couple of girls
To start dancing, yeah
Ay ay ay, what, ay ay ay
I don't want problems
Just a couple of girls
To start dancing
And don't stop, this doesn't end
Watch out for your mom, she's coming
Cut the adrenaline cables
Walk a bit for the police
It was a lie, let it go on
If I'm in the neighborhood, any house is mine
My crew knows it and even your girl
Today is not wrong, and the proof is tough
Ole ole yeh, ole ola
I have my people who don't stop jumping
Ole ole yeh, ole ola (yah)
I have my people who don't stop jumping
Everyone is going to freak out
While they jump to the trap
I'm with my black friend
Drinking, smoking hash
Everyone is going to freak out
While they jump to the trap
I'm with my black friend
Drinking, smoking hash
I know those guys don't respect me
But I don't care if they don't understand
Love for the real ones, fuck the fakes
We think differently, we have other goals
I enter without money and leave with violet
And we don't lie in any lyrics
So we appeared and that bothers you
Because we warned you and you didn't even notice
This is for those people who invent their lives
Every step we take annoys them
But I don't care if my account grows
I spend everything on weed, bitches, and clothes
I'm a big mouth, with Paulo oh
And give me rum, then I dance, oh
A home run in the stadium
And with my flow-oh-oh, I kill the radio
Hey you know, see that I don't fall
And in the show, I don't get distracted
Come to the boss, where he came from
And with his voice, he came out of the neighborhood