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DOG COUSIN RKT (feat. DT.Bilardo and BrianMix)

Perro Primo

PERRO PRIMO RKT (part. DT.Bilardo y BrianMix)

(Oh, ahora sí, bro)
Eh
Perro Primo
Brianmix
(Oh, shit)

Un saludito pa' lo' hater' que siempre tiran la mala
Quieren busca' fama conmigo y yo no sé ni cómo se llama'
De lo' traica no me olvido, no, ah
Siempre pa' 'lante con lo' mío'

Relojean mis historia' con un Insta fake
Me robaron a la mostra, me liberé
No confunda' conocido con un amigo
Siempre hay un traica perdido

La' pupila' dilatada' pa' corta' la semana
Una jarrita con hielo, ya sé que el finde me llama
Una perrita desquiciada quiere verme mañana
Y yo perdido en la city buscando quien se regala

Me gustan lo' coche' al piso
La chata bien patona
Tu novia bien tetona, ey
Y si se deja, un tiki de la cola
Así lo hacemo' en mi zona

Siempre 'tamo bien empilcha'o, pa' la' guacha' pimpea'o
Pa' lo' gile' fuletea'o, con lo' vidrio' pinta'o
No me acuerdo ni mi' letra' porque siempre 'toy re loco
De tanto fumar coco creo que me descoloco

Paraguayo ahora ni loco
'Tamo arriba y no por poco
De xenón todo' lo' foco'
Fumando no me equivoco

Seguimo' acá en el CL
La casaca NFL
Salgo todo' lo' weekene'
'Tar callado te conviene, gato

Pla, pla, cómo suena ese escape
Acelera, que todo' se rescaten
Somo' cinco en un Vento, mejor que ni traten
Esperando la jugada para que la desaten

Perro Primo
Full
Cumbia 420 pa' lo' negro'
(¡Audioking!)
DT.Bilardo
One Blood Music, pa
Maxi El Brother
E'to e' full Perro Primo
RKT 420
Kriterio Music
Brianmix
(Bilardo está en el beat, oh)
Lo hacemo' fácil, easy

DOG COUSIN RKT (feat. DT.Bilardo and BrianMix)

(Oh, now yes, bro)
Eh
Dog Cousin
Brianmix
(Oh, shit)

A little greeting for the haters who always talk bad
They want to seek fame with me and I don't even know their name
I don't forget the traitors, no, ah
Always moving forward with mine

They stalk my stories with a fake Insta
They stole the showgirl from me, I freed myself
Don't confuse acquaintance with a friend
There's always a lost traitor

Dilated pupils to get through the week
A little glass with ice, I know the weekend is calling me
A crazy little dog wants to see me tomorrow
And I'm lost in the city looking for someone to give themselves away

I like cars lowered to the ground
The truck with big wheels
Your girlfriend with big boobs, hey
And if she lets me, a little from behind
That's how we do it in my area

We're always well dressed, pimped out for the girls
For the fools, showing off with tinted windows
I can't even remember my lyrics because I'm always so crazy
From smoking so much weed, I think I'm losing it

Paraguayan, now not even crazy
We're up and not by a little
All the lights with xenon
Smoking, I don't go wrong

We're still here in the CL
The NFL jersey
I go out every weekend
It's better for you to stay quiet, babe

Pla, pla, how that exhaust sounds
Accelerate, let everyone be rescued
There are five of us in a Vento, better not even try
Waiting for the move to unleash it

Dog Cousin
Full
Cumbia 420 for the black ones
(Audioking!)
DT.Bilardo
One Blood Music, yeah
Maxi The Brother
This is full Dog Cousin
RKT 420
Kriterio Music
Brianmix
(Bilardo is on the beat, oh)
We make it easy, easy

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