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(album: Yeyo - 2022)


Eagle eye shooter!
Ojos en la nuca
Gotta get that dirt off yo' shoulder
And take a look out!
Manten la mente astuta
Moral impoluta
Falsa yunta, sal de la ruta
Por hijo 'e puta!
Quieren lo que tienes, tus bienes, semen y yenes
Con leyes de hielo, se llegan siempre que les conviene, si les eres fiel, les crueles te
Hieren con varias pieles, they say...
"Real recognize the realest" hell yeah...
Antes no tenías ni un duro y no había chulos
Ahora vieron que eres número uno
Y salen zamuros
Cuando el cielo se torna gris oscuro no ves ninguno, You know...
Que te querían cagar el muro? fanculo!
Carroñeros que odian
Nunca te nombran...
Solo son buitres que envidian tu obra
Y comen las sobras
Mama6u3^o5 jalabolas, te asechan desde las sombras...
Solo se aparecen cuando cobras, no jodas!
Arranca pa allá chico
No te sale na' bicho
Por maldito...
Te pica ese hueco 'el culo o...

These fucking voltures...
Lord, Lord!
Lord Mobb music group, these drums make me (doo-doo-doo)
Rolling in the truck with twenty one, I might use the cooked up
The ruffies in my cooking bag
Cruising ave's I used to catch
She was love at twelve while we yelled and let the music blast
The whole year takeover, going down breaks over
Next fucking deal lord, I might get the rage over
10K imburse of shrimp flavor burst
Eating lamb on my grand
Sipping pagne on the first
And ya niggas know the protocol
When a real soldier is born
Blowing off cannons while you standing there holding balls
Got your leg in my life nah you fetty you hife
I just rolled the big choppa now they're dragging me like...
Had to weaponize my waist cause they recognize my face
Each pack these niggas down before they step inside my space
Went from sells in big queens, from twelve to sixteen...
Never took a chance to fail for love or big dreams
Wrote it on a major's deaking
Broke but now my paper speaking
Neighbor's eating, used to play the lobby for like 80 beatings
Took a break from the law went straight on the tour
Came back and tried to track but the way was afure!
Get outta here!

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