Quien Va a Frontiar (part. Ozuna)
Desde que salgo de casa e' en pinta
El Ferro a doscienta', no le bajo de quinta
La' bicha' toa' son de revista
Trescienta' motora', los demon pa' la pista
¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
Llegamo' en treinta G-Wagon, pa' nosotro' no hay
¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
Hijueputa, desde la cuna, no hagan que el palo le' prenda (Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)
¿Y quién me va a frontear? Dime, mi herma (YOVNGCHIMI)
Range Rover, te lo doy con la tienda
¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, no hagan que los palo' le' prenda (El forty)
Di'que roncarme, huelebicho, ponte serio
El último que amenazó, 'tá en el cementerio
De doble L hasta la playa del imperio (Mvrda Gang)
Aprende la palabra de la calle, está en el medio (that's on gang)
Me chingo a tu bestie, como Young Miko (Dime, Miko)
Tengo un R, la glopeta y tengo un micro
Veinte mil para un show, eso e' un kilo
Cinco mil en los zapato' 'e cocodrilo
Everything designer, Mvrda Gang, te matamo' right now (designer boys; skrrt)
Bitches, alcohol en el sky lounge
Ozu habló de puta' entonce' tráela' (dime, Ozu)
Money Wayy on blood, esa e' la ganga (money wayy)
Mínimo lo' palo' en el Can-Am y las pistola' en la gaceta
Te matamo', van to's muerto' pa' la' zeta (smokin' opps, nigga)
Audemars Piguets en la muñeca (Los Diablo'; muñeca)
Las bolsilla' gordo como mueca
¿Quién-Quién va a roncar? Dime, mi herma (dime, mi herma; YOVNGCHIMI)
El títereo, el maleanteo, los demonio' con la' prenda'
¿Quién va a roncar? Dime, mi herma
Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, no hagan que los palo' le' prenda
Siempre activo como un chivo
La' pista' que me pongan, la' aniquilo
Tengo un flow que brego con kilo'
El shooter manda con el kilo
Marioneta, te vamo' a cortar lo' hilo'
Fuck you bitch, no somo' snake, somo' fino'
Lo' dueño' de la lenta
Las babie', los burro' van en venta
Cuenta que la presión se sienta
La cuenta crecienta
Hay tiempo, cabrón, pa' que te arrepienta'
Trap Cartel, lo' Lambo de la' ochenta
Hey, y juega vivo
El chef en el caldero lo cocino
Enmascara'o como lo' palestino'
Rocíame y se van hasta lo' vecino', lo' vecino', ey
Y juega vivo (¿oíste, huelebich?)
Soy el chef en el caldero lo cocino
Enmascara'o como lo' palestino' (on gang)
Aplicamo' y se van hasta lo' vecino', lo' vecino' (it's Mvrda Gang)
¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
Llegamo' en treinta G-Wagon, con nosotro' no hay (gang, gang)
¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma (dime Ozuna, Yampi, YOVNGCHIMI)
Hijueputa, desde la cuna, no hagan que el palo le' prenda (Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)
¿Y quién me va a frontear? Dime, mi herma (on gang)
El títereo, el maleanteo, los demonio' con la' prenda' (Los Diablo', huelebicho)
¿Y quién va a frontear? Dime, mi herma
Los Diablo' 'e Llorens, no hagan que los palo' le' prenda (on gang)
Mvrda Gang
Dime, Ozuna
Yampi
Hydreezy
Dime, Gotay
Trap Cartel, ¿oíste, huelebicho?
Los Diablo', Llorens Torre'
De-De-Desde que salgo de casa e' en pinta (dime, Mambo)
El Ferro a doscienta', no le bajo de quinta (dime, Bassy)
Las bicha' toa' son de revista
Trescienta' motora', los demon pa' la pista
Money Wayy
Who's Going to Front (feat. Ozuna)
Since I leave home in style
The Ferro at two hundred, I don't go below fifth gear
All the girls are like from a magazine
Three hundred motorcycles, the demons for the track
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother
We arrive in thirty G-Wagons, there's no one for us
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother
Son of a bitch, from birth, don't make the stick light up (The Devils of Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)
And who's going to front me? Tell me, my brother (YOVNGCHIMI)
Range Rover, I'll give it to you with the store
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother
The Devils of Llorens, don't make the sticks light up (The forty)
Say you're going to snore, smell-bug, get serious
The last one who threatened is in the cemetery
From double L to the beach of the empire (Mvrda Gang)
Learn the street word, it's in the middle (that's on gang)
I fuck your bestie, like Young Miko (Tell me, Miko)
I have an R, the gun and I have a mic
Twenty thousand for a show, that's a kilo
Five thousand in crocodile shoes
Everything designer, Mvrda Gang, we kill you right now (designer boys; skrrt)
Bitches, alcohol in the sky lounge
Ozu talked about bitches, so bring them (tell me, Ozu)
Money Wayy on blood, that's the deal (money wayy)
At least the sticks in the Can-Am and the guns in the newspaper
We kill you, they're all dead for the zeta (smokin' opps, nigga)
Audemars Piguets on the wrist (The Devils; wrist)
The pockets fat like a grimace
Who-Who's going to snore? Tell me, my brother (tell me, my brother; YOVNGCHIMI)
The puppetry, the thuggery, the demons with the jewels
Who's going to snore? Tell me, my brother
The Devils of Llorens, don't make the sticks light up
Always active like a goat
The tracks they put me on, I annihilate them
I have a flow that deals with a kilo
The shooter commands with the kilo
Puppet, we're going to cut your strings
Fuck you bitch, we're not snakes, we're fine
The owners of the slow
The babies, the donkeys are for sale
Count that the pressure is felt
The increasing count
There's time, bastard, for you to regret
Trap Cartel, the Lambos from the eighties
Hey, and play smart
The chef in the pot cooks it
Masked like the Palestinians
Spray me and they go to the neighbors, the neighbors, ey
And play smart (did you hear, smell-bug?)
I'm the chef in the pot cooking it
Masked like the Palestinians (on gang)
We apply and they go to the neighbors, the neighbors (it's Mvrda Gang)
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother
We arrive in thirty G-Wagons, there's no one for us (gang, gang)
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother (tell me Ozuna, Yampi, YOVNGCHIMI)
Son of a bitch, from birth, don't make the stick light up (The Devils of Llorens, YOVNGCHIMI)
And who's going to front me? Tell me, my brother (on gang)
The puppetry, the thuggery, the demons with the jewels (The Devils, smell-bug)
And who's going to front? Tell me, my brother
The Devils of Llorens, don't make the sticks light up (on gang)
Mvrda Gang
Tell me, Ozuna
Yampi
Hydreezy
Tell me, Gotay
Trap Cartel, did you hear, smell-bug?
The Devils, Llorens Tower
Fr-Fr-From the moment I leave home in style (tell me, Mambo)
The Ferro at two hundred, I don't go below fifth gear (tell me, Bassy)
All the girls are like from a magazine
Three hundred motorcycles, the demons for the track
Money Wayy
Escrita por: Bassyy / DJ Luian / Felix Ozuna / Gotay “El Autentiko” / Hi Music Hi Flow / Javier Aviles / Ozuna / Ramón Enrique Burgos / Vicente Saavedra / Víctor Maldonado / Xavier Semper / Yampi / YOVNGCHIMI