Since when have they been threatening me
that they will take my life, but I keep singing
they have been pulling me for a long time to see if they are looking at them
but they stay looking
since when has the They are taking my life
Me singing where I walk
Killing them like Rambo
you shitting yourself inside
living on pure stories
me filling the concerts
br/>putting together the a
And what is just, to the chili just what is
without talking about more, and without raising your feet
rat What scares me is what he sings
I am from Santa and here in Santa we are cured of fear
therefore and in the meantime until now
I am complete and of course I show
br/>that you are false, I am not hurt, I have not run
nor have they beaten me by rapping, they do not sell like I have sold
I don't know why so grown up, some feel important
If you let them swing, some of them wouldn't even have a career
If it weren't for the Cartel, if you saw the way
in which they wait to then flip the flag
it would be good if you had a couple of eggs to look at me
but you lack a face and you are double-faced
and you are very AgustÃn Lara while I look probably
That it will be the same for you as it is for your friend
for talk to federals about my tails
since when have they been taking my life
me singing where I am
killing them like Rambo
You shitting yourself inside
living on pure stories
me filling the concerts
putting together those of a
and what is just, to chile just what is
Without talking about me Yes, and without raising your feet
Papagayo, your horse was too big
You told me I didn't fail, that you were a dog of war
son of a bitch, well, no, you were like Ferras
according to your pure padela, but with the lawsuit you fly
There is panela that you peel, if you know that you peel it
that it hurts, jelly you are ass
you are not cool, they got on you the fumes
if you don't bring it for your consumption you're already sad
you feel like royalty with your princess crown
But your nature is
wannabe wannabe strawberry
le They told your boss
Her son has a bad head
If he keeps sucking cock
His ears are going to grow (Chorejón)
You're giving me shit (today) , tomorrow and always)
you know who's in charge
daddy daddy daddy daddy
you're killing me with laughter
Pinche chorejón

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