Yo Con Mi Man (part. Patron 970 y Kidd Keo)
Yeah
BTN, DBT
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Patrón
Fabre, como un jeque
Keo
Sarria, ah
Yo con mi man, eso' son dos
Yo con tre' más, eso' son bros
Yo y quince más, eso' son to's
Yo y nadie más, ese es el boss
Mantengo la boca cerrada pa' que esa putilla tenga el hueco abierto
Seguimo' vendiendo perico porque por corona no hacemo' concierto'
Tú está' en lo cierto
Tе mete' conmigo, te buscan, te encuentran, te entierran y lloran al muerto
Yo con mi man, eso' son dos
Yo con tre' más, eso' son bros
Yo y quince más, eso' son to's
Yo y nadie más, ese es el boss
Yo y nadie más, ese es el boss
Vamo' a fumar aunque dé tos
No le tengo miedo a nadie porque ando con Dios
Tú no quiere' ser la víctima 'e un delito atroz
En el barrio con la cruz al pecho
Y ya no me arrepiento de na' de lo que he hecho
Mantengo mi' soldado' derecho'
Esperando a que la entrega haya cruzado el estrecho
Estoy loco por to' mis chavale', que con ello' aprendí señale'
Enemigo' quieren que resbale, pero no, tú y yo no somo' iguale'
I'ma pull up with the gang, with squad, with the team, la pandilla
No me diga' na' what's up, pero lo voy a apuñalar porque el tontico no lo pilla
Yo con mi man, eso' son dos
Yo con tre' más, eso' son bros
Yo y quince más, eso' son to's
Yo y nadie más, ese es el boss
Mantengo la boca cerrada pa' que esa putilla tenga el hueco abierto
Seguimo' vendiendo perico porque por corona no hacemo' concierto'
Tú está' en lo cierto
Te mete' conmigo, te buscan, te encuentran, te entierran y lloran al muerto
Trap house jumping
And the opps get fried like dumplings
Late night, nothin' less than fifty
Solo tacks on the road, it's risky
De la manera que echa' a correr, sí vas a pensar que son los Olimpiada'
Free all my niggas, pull up at Chapa (freedom)
Contestando el celular hasta la madrugada
No e' 70, estamos to's activos
A la mierda, primo, acaba' cedido
Esta vida yo no lo ha elegido
7 AM, he in clients, feds in the [?], supplyin'
Negro, si vas de lyin'
Talkin' 'bout whaps but no one's dyin'
Mi gyal me dice: A ver cuándo te centras
Y yo por el barrio, primo, a ver si hago ventas
All my young Gs are aggy, get smoke, get put in a baggie
Three man road, no ballet
I free up all of my doggies (freedom, yeh)
Yo con mi man, eso' son dos
Tú está' con siete pero son hoes
Habla' de, shh, you know how it goes
Boy, you ain't gon' see them coming
[?] boys, you gon' see them running
¿Ahora qué fue? Dime a ve', what's poppin'?
Va' a correr con tu broddy a cuesta'
Va' a perder y se acepta apuestas
Yo no quería pero tamo' en esta
Coge el móvil, ¿por qué no contestas?
Ahora dime qué va' a hacer, de qué fue lo que hablaste ayer
Cuando te vea te voy a romper, si voy con bros te toca correr
Yo con mi man, eso' son dos
Yo con tre' más, eso' son bros
Yo y quince más, eso' son to's
Yo y nadie más, ese es el boss
Me with My Man (feat. Patron 970 and Kidd Keo)
Yeah
BTN, DBT
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Patron
Fabre, like a sheikh
Keo
Sarria, ah
Me with my man, that's two
Me with three more, those are bros
Me and fifteen more, those are all
Me and nobody else, that's the boss
I keep my mouth shut so that bitch has her hole open
We keep selling coke because we don't do concerts for the crown
You're right
You mess with me, they look for you, they find you, they bury you and cry for the dead
Me with my man, that's two
Me with three more, those are bros
Me and fifteen more, those are all
Me and nobody else, that's the boss
Me and nobody else, that's the boss
Let's smoke even if it makes us cough
I'm not afraid of anyone because I walk with God
You don't want to be the victim of a heinous crime
In the neighborhood with the cross on my chest
And I don't regret anything I've done
I keep my soldiers straight
Waiting for the delivery to have crossed the strait
I'm crazy about all my boys, with them I learned signals
Enemies want me to slip, but no, you and I are not the same
I'ma pull up with the gang, with squad, with the team, the gang
Don't tell me what's up, but I'm going to stab you because the idiot doesn't get it
Me with my man, that's two
Me with three more, those are bros
Me and fifteen more, those are all
Me and nobody else, that's the boss
I keep my mouth shut so that bitch has her hole open
We keep selling coke because we don't do concerts for the crown
You're right
You mess with me, they look for you, they find you, they bury you and cry for the dead
Trap house jumping
And the opps get fried like dumplings
Late night, nothin' less than fifty
Solo tacks on the road, it's risky
The way you run, you'll think they're Olympians
Free all my niggas, pull up at Chapa (freedom)
Answering the phone until dawn
It's not 70, we're all active
To hell, cousin, you're done
I didn't choose this life
7 AM, he in clients, feds in the [?], supplying
N***a, if you're lying
Talking about weapons but no one's dying
My girl tells me: Let's see when you focus
And me in the neighborhood, cousin, let's see if I make sales
All my young Gs are aggy, get smoke, get put in a baggie
Three man road, no ballet
I free up all of my doggies (freedom, yeh)
Me with my man, that's two
You're with seven but they're hoes
You talk about, shh, you know how it goes
Boy, you ain't gonna see them coming
[?] boys, you're gonna see them running
What's up now? Tell me, what's poppin'?
You're gonna run with your broddy on your back
You're gonna lose and bets are accepted
I didn't want to but we're in this
Pick up the phone, why don't you answer?
Now tell me what you're gonna do, what did you talk about yesterday
When I see you I'm gonna break you, if I go with bros you have to run
Me with my man, that's two
Me with three more, those are bros
Me and fifteen more, those are all
Me and nobody else, that's the boss