Real Until Death, did you hear, baby?
Brrr
The Untouchables, The Illuminati
Anuel
The short ones, the sticks, Versace, Louis Vuitton
It's nothing new, jerk
Brrr

It's nothing new (nothing new)
We pack all the kilos and we move them (we move them) uah
It's nothing new (nothing new)
We get you with the Dracos and we sew you up (we sew you up, brr) uah
It's nothing new (nothing new)
My little devil, in your totito I hide, baby
It's nothing new (nothing new)
My gun and all my rifles are all new, uah uah

You kill me or I kill you first
I don't trust whores but how delicious is the leather
The tits are a hundred, I empty the whole clip into you
And we fight with whoever, like Chapo or like Güero
We send you with the sticks and we crash you on the walk
I look into your eyes and I always read the betrayal
When I close my eyes I see all my dead
And my 40 is horny because I always finger it (Anuel), eh

The nine is nineteen painted green and cream, special edition, baby
The R is for positions and it shoots full and semi and three by three (brr)
All my whores have money on their bodies and they suck my dick on the jet (on the jet)
And I put a pearl on my dick to rub your clit and I rubbed it (hehe)
The Draco has the drums and the thirty clips taped backwards (backwards)
My gun and the clips hooked on the Gucci and the Chicago jersey and the 10 (10)
Jordan dressed in red with the 45 and with the 23 (23)
And I did the fly in his face and the 22 I emptied them
I caught them at a light but my 4-7 jammed when I sent them (I sent them)
They sent me back but Koa and El Negro lit the R's at the same time (The Illuminati)
I got off with the Jordan and I stuck them on the glass and I squeezed them (brr)
And his boss called asking why and I told him because I turned around

It's nothing new (nothing new)
We pack all the kilos and we move them (we move them) uah
It's nothing new (nothing new)
We get you with the Dracos and we sew you up (we sew you up) uah
It's nothing new (nothing new)
My little devil, in your totito I hide, baby
It's nothing new (nothing new)
My gun and all my rifles are all new, uah-uah

You kill me or I kill you first
I don't trust whores but how delicious is the leather
The tits are a hundred, I empty the whole clip into you
And we fight with whoever, like Chapo or like Güero
We send you with the sticks and we crash you on the walk
I look into your eyes and I always read the betrayal
When I close my eyes I see all my dead
And my 40 is horny because I always finger it, eh (brr)

I have three routes on Jet Blue and by mail and in boxes by UPS (UPS)
I fell in love with the R's and I put them full and I welded the 4-7's (welded)
I sent him and I messed him up and I left his face like a zombie from Walking Dead (brr)
God forgive me, but that son of a bitch snitched and I crucified him (amen)
Death took him and the R system is inside the AK (brr)
The slow kiosks, the cocaine kiosks and the cover kiosks
Magazines of 30 and the stick in hand, jerk, like the Pope
We're going to kill you and then we're going to see your news on Xposed and on Wapa
The buttons and the tits of 100 and 50 for the 9 and for the 40 (for the 40)
Selling kilos of cocaine at 35 like Pablo in the '80s (Pablo Escobar)
Jordan with the 23 and with the 9 and the 45 in the '90s
And at 90 we sell the kilos of slow but we buy them at 50
3 kilos of tecata, 3 kilos of tecata, deliver it to me on a silver tray
I put this dick to your whore and the elephant's trunk to your cat
Brrr, I crowned, and we broke a kilo and I endequed it (endequed)
I got so fucking stuck in jail that it seems like I gave myself up (brrr)

It's nothing new (nothing new)
We pack all the kilos and we move them (we move them) uah
It's nothing new (nothing new)
We get you with the Dracos and we sew you up (we sew you up, brrr) uah
It's nothing new (nothing new)
My little devil, in your totito I hide, baby
It's nothing new (nothing new)
My gun and all my rifles are all new, uah uah

From Torre to Calma
The Devils, did you hear, jerk?
Chris Jeday (brrr)
Hey, tell me Chris Jeday
Rest in peace Gaya, amen
Real Until Death, did you hear, jerk?
Gaby Music
Anuel
The Untouchables, The Illuminati
We are always with the 47, jerk
Haha

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