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Artist: Robot95
Canonical path: /robot-mx/cuentas-claras
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Cuentas Claras
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Cuentas Claras
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La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos solo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain
La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos solo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain
Camino hacia mi ataúd then you wanna fight
Papi, hay muchos como tú que les gusta hablar
Me and God, not the money
Ya no hay hielo, honey
Isn't rolling chronic adentro de mi kingsize
Mami, sé no hay nada solo hubo cuentas claras, ah
El bussiness de la madrugada
Mi cabeza fucked up
Enrolo marihuana (that's right) ah, a ver si el humo ahora me calma
Hay que trabajar, hay que generar (generar)
Hay lobos en la calle y te querrán tragar, ah
Hay que invertir, hay que recuperar
Hay que saber forjar si lo va a fumar, yeh
From the west side ah, keeping ganstá
Ahora a la venta la mejor merca
Mi toque apesta, toda la yeska
Tengo a mis cuervos en la esquina alerta (that's right, motherfucker)
La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos solo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain
La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos solo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain
That's your set, mi receta, ojeras en la banqueta, wa
Pero más cash en la cartera
Aquí no existe el hubiera
Y si sí existiera, ah
Papi, tú ya no existieras
In a fotta fame is for out the game (west gold)
La aplicaste una vez, no la vuelve a hacer
Yo enrolo my weed, i'm rolling otra vez (otra vez)
Me alejo del lío pa' acercarme al jet (prrr)
Enrolo fe, fumo fe, genero fe (genero fe)
You know my name, el humo es el que me ve (él me ve)
Ella se enojó porque no le marqué (biatch)
Lo siento, bebé, pues tengo que comer
Yeska from the jungle, con los pies descalzos
Entre más dolor más éxito en los pasos
Ya no quiero blanco, solo lleno el banco
Mi familia rica por la música o atracos (that's right, motherfuckers)
La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos solo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain
La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money
Solo, solo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain
Getting high, motherfuckers
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