2 Killys
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2 Killys
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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
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