2 Killys
Grrrt
(Jay-Jay Cactus)
Pow-pow-pow-pow
¡Uh-wow! (Ah-ah-ah)
Man down, one killy on the left
Get down, one killy on the right
I'm packin' money on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)
Si entro con la 44 (brrt)
Tu show se te acabó (aha, paw)
Ellos quieren mi atención
Come on, yo solo quiero el millón
En manos de Dios con la gente de siempre
Aquí en el barrio, loco, tú eres suplente
Van de G's solo cuando son veinte
Bang-Bang-Bang, te hago sentir el fuego
Mezcla Medellín con Ibuprofeno
El coche peta'o, loco, no me freno
Sale solo, no hace falta entreno
Free my niggas meti'o en el talego
Rap de terrorista, entramos con todo
Click-clack-boom, bajamo' a tu coro
Stop that cappin', habla más que un loro
Skinny viene a llevarse to' el oro
Gotta get back on my savage mode
Mo' money more fake friends, that's for sure
Guantes de latex y cara tapada
Pisos okupa abiertos de patada
Man down, one killy on the left
Get down, one killy on the right
I'm packin' money on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)
Si entro con la 44 (brrt)
Tu show se te acabó (aha, paw)
Ellos quieren mi atención
Come on, yo solo quiero el millón
Had to call my shooter to solve the problem
Skinny 44, niggas wanna stop it (pow, pow, pow)
Who them niggas dresses in 'em jackets?
We them niggas runnin', no cappin'
Man down, one killy on the left, no cap
Two opps got shot up in the head (pow)
Ready for the war, I'm chasin' this mula
If it ain't 'bout money a mí me la suda
Codo a codo con el BK y el Buba
Pártele la cara antes de que se te suba
Conservo mi palabra, yo no pongo excusa
Firma'o en la calle, me escucha hasta Cuba
Juggin' for the check, I'm feelin' like 50
Haciendo money en todas las cities
Whippin' in the Benz, de copi one killy
Tengo que moverme, no puedo estar chillin'
Hay control en esa rotonda
Tira el paquete y coge la ronda
Bitch ass nigga, mejor que te escondas
Si preguntan hazte la tonta
Loco, si te quillas te lleva' una torta
Aquí no dormimos, negro, despierta
Estamo' en crisis tumbando puerta'
Si apunta el negro siempre acierta (pow, pow, pow)
Man down, one killy on the left
Get down, one killy on the right
I'm packin' money on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)
Si entro con la 44 (brrt)
Tu show se te acabó (aha, paw)
Ellos quieren mi atención
Come on, yo solo quiero el millón
(Pow, pow, pow)
Ah, ah
44
2 Killys
Grrrt
(Jay-Jay Cactus)
Pow-pow-pow-pow
Uh-wow! (Ah-ah-ah)
Man down, one killer on the left
Get down, one killer on the right
I'm stackin' cash on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)
If I roll in with the .44 (brrt)
Your show’s over (aha, paw)
They want my attention
Come on, I just want the million
In God’s hands with the usual crew
Here in the hood, crazy, you’re just a backup
They act like G's only when there’s twenty
Bang-Bang-Bang, I’ll make you feel the heat
Mix Medellín with Ibuprofen
The car’s packed, man, I won’t slow down
Goes solo, no need for practice
Free my homies locked up in the pen
Terrorist rap, we come in full force
Click-clack-boom, we take down your crew
Stop that capping, you talk more than a parrot
Skinny’s here to take all the gold
Gotta get back on my savage mode
More money, more fake friends, that’s for sure
Latex gloves and a covered face
Squats open, kicking down the door
Man down, one killer on the left
Get down, one killer on the right
I'm stackin' cash on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)
If I roll in with the .44 (brrt)
Your show’s over (aha, paw)
They want my attention
Come on, I just want the million
Had to call my shooter to handle the issue
Skinny .44, they wanna stop it (pow, pow, pow)
Who are those guys dressed in jackets?
We’re the ones running, no capping
Man down, one killer on the left, no cap
Two opps got shot in the head (pow)
Ready for war, I’m chasing this cash
If it ain't about money, I don’t give a damn
Shoulder to shoulder with BK and Buba
Break his face before he gets too bold
I keep my word, I don’t make excuses
Signed in the streets, they hear me all the way to Cuba
Juggin' for the check, I’m feelin' like 50
Making money in all the cities
Whippin' in the Benz, copying one killer
I gotta move, can’t be chillin'
There’s control at that roundabout
Drop the package and grab the round
Bitch-ass nigga, better hide your ass
If they ask, play dumb
Man, if you get mad, you’ll take a hit
We don’t sleep here, bro, wake up
We’re in crisis, kicking down doors
If the black guy aims, he always hits (pow, pow, pow)
Man down, one killer on the left
Get down, one killer on the right
I'm stackin' cash on the side
All black, I'm a thief in the night (all black)
If I roll in with the .44 (brrt)
Your show’s over (aha, paw)
They want my attention
Come on, I just want the million
(Pow, pow, pow)
Ah, ah
.44