El Malandraje (part. R Jota)
Jajaa
DJ Juan
Fabio
(Yo soy el mike, que sabe de esto)
Lobo hector la vo'
(Hole)
Habla la mafilia
Llego ponte perro
Ja, dice
(Yo no soy el ma' que canta)
Mi combo bien maniático
Salgo a lo juanka el problemático
Una pepa en la pupila
Como esta pegando el ácido
Ya tengo una simpática y ahora ando simpático
Que se viste bien rocha
Y no tiene nada de plastico
Estoy apagando un par de ruchi, ja
Si bajan pa'l condado
Le zarpamo' el morral guchi
Me quedo con su chagua
Con olor a tutifruti
Después tremenda gira
Me la llevo a tomar tussi
Llego el malandraje
Dentro deportivo donde todo' tienen traje'
Ustedes toman pastillas para tomar el coraje
Se quieren ser los perros
Sin todo' unos cobardes, eh
El r jota, pa
No la corran de chorro
Bardean en el barrio por que ustede' son cachorro'
Ando con la mafilia
Si se pudre son demonio'
Mejor no se regalen porque tienen puesto el moño
Bolsa lo que andan, y ya lo sabemo'
Zarpado lo' gile' y lo' tranza' por ser fantasmero
No soy antichorro, nunca esa carta
Me puse a descansar a esto' rastrero' de cuarta
Cantan que son mafia
Todo con rapero' ni les creo
Mafia son mis compa' que 'tan puesto' pa'l dinero
Eso si la hicieron, pero la hacen piola
Pone cara de malo que flasean estos toga'
No se rescataron
Por bocone' afuera se quedaron
Si tiran tiros que la hagan todo' de callado'
Supuestos falsos chorros nunca nos interesaron
De repente con la escoba
Se robaron un blindado
Paraa, super ladrón
De tantos hechos que nombraste
Ninguno pisaste un pabellón
Eso no es suerte, eso es un peliculón
Quién se siente zarpado, el Netflix
Esta es la banda del noba
Somo' lo que somo' y no compramo' con los toga'
Mi compa pone el pecho por si alguno se me retoba
Y siempre estamos chelo y re del año con tu loba
Con tu loba
Tanto que roncan
Ninguno se re porta
Hablan de tendencia
Pero ninguno la aporta
Escuchando al F.A
Mientras vo' escuchaba' porta
Con la mafilia
Tu wacha se ponen todas locas
Mi combo bien maniático
Salgo a lo juanka el problemático
Una pepa en la pupila
Como esta pegando el ácido
Ya tengo una simpática y ahora ando simpático
Que se viste bien rocha
Y no tiene nada de plastico
Estoy apagando un par de ruchi, ja
Si bajan pa'l condado
Le zarpamo' el morral guchi
Me quedo con su chagua
Con olor a tutifruti
Después tremenda gira
Me la llevo a tomar tussi
(Hole)
Llego ponte perro (yo no soy el ma' que canta)
Ey, el R Jota, pa
Zona sur a todo ritmo, ¿eh? (Yo soy el mike, que sabe de esto)
Lo' gile', al piso
Llego el malandra-g
Ja
Habla la mafilia
Infinit
DJ Juan
Cumbia 420 pa' los turro'
Souiii!)
The Malandraje (feat. R Jota)
Hahaha
DJ Juan
Fabio
(I'm the mike who knows about this)
Wolf Hector the voice
(Hole)
The mafia speaks
I arrived, put on a dog
Yes, he says
(I'm not the one who sings)
My very manic combo
I go out like Juanka the troublemaker
A seed in the pupil
How is the acid sticking?
I already have a nice one and now I'm nice
That dresses well, Rocha
And it has no plastic at all
I'm turning off a couple of ruchi, ha
If they go down to the county
We'll take the backpack from you, Guchi
I'll keep your chagua
With the smell of tutifruti
After a tremendous tour
I'll take her to have some tussi
The thugs have arrived
Inside the sports hall where everyone has a suit
You take pills to take the courage
They want to be dogs
Without all 'some cowards, eh
The r jota, pa
Don't rush her
They bully the neighborhood because you're puppies
I'm with the mafia
If they rot, they are demons
Better not give them away because they have the bow on
What are they doing, and we already know it?
The 'fool' and the 'swindler' were caught for being a ghost
I'm not anti-chorro, never that letter
I put this fourth-rate 'crawler' to rest
They sing that they are mafia
Everything with rapper' I don't even believe them
Mafia are my friends who are so into money
They did it, but they made it cool
He makes a mean face because these togas are flashing
They were not rescued
They were left out because of their big mouths
If they shoot, they should do it quietly
Alleged false thieves never interested us
Suddenly with the broom
They stole an armored vehicle
Stop, super thief
Of so many facts that you named
None of you set foot in a pavilion
That's not luck, that's a great movie
Who feels awesome, Netflix
This is the noba band
We are what we are and we do not buy with the togas
My friend puts his chest out in case someone gets upset
And we are always cello and re of the year with your she-wolf
With your she-wolf
So much that they snore
No one reports
They talk about trend
But no one contributes it
Listening to the FA
While you were listening to the door
With the mafia
Your girls are all going crazy
My very manic combo
I go out like Juanka the troublemaker
A seed in the pupil
How is the acid sticking?
I already have a nice one and now I'm nice
That dresses well, Rocha
And it has no plastic at all
I'm turning off a couple of ruchi, ha
If they go down to the county
We'll take the backpack from you, Guchi
I'll keep your chagua
With the smell of tutifruti
After a tremendous tour
I'll take her to have some tussi
(Hole)
I'm here, dog (I'm not the one who sings)
Hey, R Jota, pa
South zone at full speed, eh? (I'm the mike, who knows about this)
The fools, on the floor
The malandra-g arrived
Yes
The mafia speaks
Infinite
DJ Juan
Cumbia 420 for the turros
Sooooo!)