CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Big Bag
Ángele' y demonio' en la cabina
La corta debajo 'e la jersey de Yadier Molina, ya to' esto e' rutina
Yo tengo un rifle que se llama "Messi", como Leo
Y los tiro' en la cara yo te los goleo
Hice millone', ahora quiero billone' (Quiero billone')
Y el último que dijo que yo era chota le dimo' con tambore' (Brr, brr)
Cambié una pistola por un par de gramo'
Cuadrando la vuelta mientra' le embalsamo'
Por poco me matan adentro de Ramo' (Nah)
La vida rueda, y tú hеreda' el problema quе se queda
No pueden cazarme porque no me han setia'o
No tiran pa' a'lante, nunca se han monta'o
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
And I know the government administer AIDS
So I guess we just pray like the minister say
Allāhu Akbar and throw in some hot cars
The things we seen on the screen is not ours
But these n***as from the hood so these dreams not far
Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars
But they can't cop cars without seeing cop cars
I guess they want us all behind bars—I know it
A lot of damaged souls, I done damaged those
And in my arrogance, took a camera pose
Hoy yo estoy de luto pero mañana se desborda
Los barrios y caserios, si sientes escalofríos
Fue que te pillaron y te los dieron a nombre mío
A mí desde el cielo me cuida Jesus
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
Open up the curtains
Window-watchin', people killin', robbin'
The sky is fallin', fallin' down
I turn into news, and this is the apocalypse
People livin' on their rocket ships
My mama always told me that there would be no stoppin' this
Fireball reflections on the friends and the pictures in my room
Of I and you
Tell me, will I see you soon?
Meet you on the moon?
Yeah, right back on your b*t*h a**
We ain't playing games ho
Yeah, yeah, wicked
Anuel
Desde Torre hasta la Calma, los diablo'
Real Hasta La Muerte ¿oíste, cabrón?
La corta debajo 'e la jersey de Yadier Molina, ya to' esto e' rutina
Yo tengo un rifle que se llama "Messi", como Leo
Y los tiro' en la cara yo te los goleo
Hice millone', ahora quiero billone' (Quiero billone')
Y el último que dijo que yo era chota le dimo' con tambore' (Brr, brr)
Cambié una pistola por un par de gramo'
Cuadrando la vuelta mientra' le embalsamo'
Por poco me matan adentro de Ramo' (Nah)
La vida rueda, y tú hеreda' el problema quе se queda
No pueden cazarme porque no me han setia'o
No tiran pa' a'lante, nunca se han monta'o
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
And I know the government administer AIDS
So I guess we just pray like the minister say
Allāhu Akbar and throw in some hot cars
The things we seen on the screen is not ours
But these n***as from the hood so these dreams not far
Where I'm from the dope boys is the rock stars
But they can't cop cars without seeing cop cars
I guess they want us all behind bars—I know it
A lot of damaged souls, I done damaged those
And in my arrogance, took a camera pose
Hoy yo estoy de luto pero mañana se desborda
Los barrios y caserios, si sientes escalofríos
Fue que te pillaron y te los dieron a nombre mío
A mí desde el cielo me cuida Jesus
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
Long hair, no makeup, doing pilates
Those n***as don't step on my damn Zanottis
All them b*t*hes my sons but who's the Daddy?
I graduate with honors, I ball, 'Nead O'Connor
Open up the curtains
Window-watchin', people killin', robbin'
The sky is fallin', fallin' down
I turn into news, and this is the apocalypse
People livin' on their rocket ships
My mama always told me that there would be no stoppin' this
Fireball reflections on the friends and the pictures in my room
Of I and you
Tell me, will I see you soon?
Meet you on the moon?
Yeah, right back on your b*t*h a**
We ain't playing games ho
Yeah, yeah, wicked
Anuel
Desde Torre hasta la Calma, los diablo'
Real Hasta La Muerte ¿oíste, cabrón?
