2 Killys

2 Killys

2 Killys

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(Jay-Jay Cactus)(Jay-Jay Cactus)
Pow-pow-pow-powPow-pow-pow-pow
Uh-wow! (Ah-ah-ah)¡Uh-wow! (Ah-ah-ah)

Man down, one killer on the leftMan down, one killy on the left
Get down, one killer on the rightGet down, one killy on the right
I'm stackin' cash on the sideI'm packin' money on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)

If I roll in with the .44 (brrt)Si entro con la 44 (brrt)
Your show’s over (aha, paw)Tu show se te acabó (aha, paw)
They want my attentionEllos quieren mi atención
Come on, I just want the millionCome on, yo solo quiero el millón

In God’s hands with the usual crewEn manos de Dios con la gente de siempre
Here in the hood, crazy, you’re just a backupAquí en el barrio, loco, tú eres suplente
They act like G's only when there’s twentyVan de G's solo cuando son veinte
Bang-Bang-Bang, I’ll make you feel the heatBang-Bang-Bang, te hago sentir el fuego

Mix Medellín with IbuprofenMezcla Medellín con Ibuprofeno
The car’s packed, man, I won’t slow downEl coche peta'o, loco, no me freno
Goes solo, no need for practiceSale solo, no hace falta entreno
Free my homies locked up in the penFree my niggas meti'o en el talego

Terrorist rap, we come in full forceRap de terrorista, entramos con todo
Click-clack-boom, we take down your crewClick-clack-boom, bajamo' a tu coro
Stop that capping, you talk more than a parrotStop that cappin', habla más que un loro
Skinny’s here to take all the goldSkinny viene a llevarse to' el oro

Gotta get back on my savage modeGotta get back on my savage mode
More money, more fake friends, that’s for sureMo' money more fake friends, that's for sure
Latex gloves and a covered faceGuantes de latex y cara tapada
Squats open, kicking down the doorPisos okupa abiertos de patada

Man down, one killer on the leftMan down, one killy on the left
Get down, one killer on the rightGet down, one killy on the right
I'm stackin' cash on the sideI'm packin' money on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)

If I roll in with the .44 (brrt)Si entro con la 44 (brrt)
Your show’s over (aha, paw)Tu show se te acabó (aha, paw)
They want my attentionEllos quieren mi atención
Come on, I just want the millionCome on, yo solo quiero el millón

Had to call my shooter to handle the issueHad to call my shooter to solve the problem
Skinny .44, they wanna stop it (pow, pow, pow)Skinny 44, niggas wanna stop it (pow, pow, pow)
Who are those guys dressed in jackets?Who them niggas dresses in 'em jackets?
We’re the ones running, no cappingWe them niggas runnin', no cappin'

Man down, one killer on the left, no capMan down, one killy on the left, no cap
Two opps got shot in the head (pow)Two opps got shot up in the head (pow)
Ready for war, I’m chasing this cashReady for the war, I'm chasin' this mula
If it ain't about money, I don’t give a damnIf it ain't 'bout money a mí me la suda

Shoulder to shoulder with BK and BubaCodo a codo con el BK y el Buba
Break his face before he gets too boldPártele la cara antes de que se te suba
I keep my word, I don’t make excusesConservo mi palabra, yo no pongo excusa
Signed in the streets, they hear me all the way to CubaFirma'o en la calle, me escucha hasta Cuba

Juggin' for the check, I’m feelin' like 50Juggin' for the check, I'm feelin' like 50
Making money in all the citiesHaciendo money en todas las cities
Whippin' in the Benz, copying one killerWhippin' in the Benz, de copi one killy
I gotta move, can’t be chillin'Tengo que moverme, no puedo estar chillin'

There’s control at that roundaboutHay control en esa rotonda
Drop the package and grab the roundTira el paquete y coge la ronda
Bitch-ass nigga, better hide your assBitch ass nigga, mejor que te escondas
If they ask, play dumbSi preguntan hazte la tonta

Man, if you get mad, you’ll take a hitLoco, si te quillas te lleva' una torta
We don’t sleep here, bro, wake upAquí no dormimos, negro, despierta
We’re in crisis, kicking down doorsEstamo' en crisis tumbando puerta'
If the black guy aims, he always hits (pow, pow, pow)Si apunta el negro siempre acierta (pow, pow, pow)

Man down, one killer on the leftMan down, one killy on the left
Get down, one killer on the rightGet down, one killy on the right
I'm stackin' cash on the sideI'm packin' money on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)

If I roll in with the .44 (brrt)Si entro con la 44 (brrt)
Your show’s over (aha, paw)Tu show se te acabó (aha, paw)
They want my attentionEllos quieren mi atención
Come on, I just want the millionCome on, yo solo quiero el millón

(Pow, pow, pow)(Pow, pow, pow)
Ah, ahAh, ah
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