Hahahahahahahaha
Real G4 Life, baby
The real movement
Guiding the new generations

The insane ones have arrived, lots of drug trafficking in the tropics
Real G4 Life, the movement is still solid
Kicking a couple of lames' asses who ain't worth a thing
In your speakers, a real badass is playing
Native of Puerto Rico (Borinquen), where the vibe is something else
We don't forget even the parties of Vigilio and Barbosa (yeah)
Straight out of Bayamon, the most powerful mafia (hahahaha)
Real G4 Life forever, we have a blast where it's lit
Have a good time, in this paradise, you find it all
A little taste of culture on Sundays at the hangouts (yeah)
And we're always together, the insane and the lunatics
Because this is a thing from our neighborhood
We storm in shooting, we've been proving it for many years
In the streets, they know who's still killing (uh-huh)
The active outlaws, the horny girls wild with El Chivo
Tomorrow's uncertain, but today we're lit
Having a great time with all the ladies and the puppets
You're a demon, I've found out
You like being a brat and you know I'm a thug (hahahahaha)
Here, we only scheme with the leaders (yeah)

For my people from the hood
For my people from the projects
For my crew of hitmen, oh
Real G4 Life forever (yeah)
For my people from the hood
For my people from the projects
For my crew of hitmen, oh
Boy, PR, fucker, I love you (yeah, yeah)

The grandson of Mina, raised in BH, Villa, and La Perla
As a child, I used to steal all the offerings in church
The hood or the projects, that's my thing
Like Bryce Harper, always lit with the Phillies
On the corner with the crew, every day in the hustle
Dreaming of becoming big and avoiding ugly people
From grams to GRAMMYs, singing at the Choliseo
What? Boy, PR, being from here is my greatest trophy, ah

For the ladies and the puppets
For my humble, classy and cool people
I'll always be a bandit from the street, ah-ah-ah-ah
To all the thugs, to all the gangsters
Ah-ah-ah

Man, that's what I grew up listening to, man, from a young age
Arca, De La, Nengo
Dude, being here feels really tough, honestly
Wholeheartedly

For my people from the hood
For my people from the projects
For my crew of hitmen
Yeah, uh-huh

Whoa, what a badass I've become
I got plenty of reasons to say I'm blessed
I understand they envy me, I say it confidently
I swear there are times when even I can't handle myself
And I'm still the same
The charismatic singer rolling Portobello in this Wood
I'm electricity incarnate, I'll give them the light
My own heart didn't kill me, are you going to kill me? Yeah (Woof!)
They have to suck my cock
I've got it all, there's nothing they can give me
Yesterday I hung out with this crew
And guess what? I had to bail
She wanted to have fun and I brought her to PR
Took her to the hood to shoot with the AR
In the Hellcat, ridin' with a trap star
The movie is real, no Disney or Pixar
I took her to Miramar to look at the sea
So she can smoke Portobello with me inside the car
In the jet, all set, internet in the clouds
Breakfast in the air, toast and an omelet, yeah

Man, and I came out of the hood, that's why my music is always for the hood
I'll be grateful for life 'cause this was the only thing I dreamed of
(Ay, okay, okay, okay, okay, ay, je, ay)

Inspiring the kids, making the old timers tighten up
I always had God close, that's why I've come so far
Veteran and rookie, I give myself advice
I'm not the goat, I'm The Bunny
Man, the best
Roberto Clemente, Albert Pujols
Maradona and Messi in football
But I'm the new star, the contract with the Sugar and Lindor
Without ceasing to be the same because
Money doesn't make you, I learned that
I know a couple who are on and they're no more on fire than Jeff Bezos
I don't judge anyone, I know I shouldn't
But I wish everyone was as humble as Bebo
I'm afraid of heights (shh), hah
That's why being so high sometimes scares me
I miss those days with Eladio on Las Justas
We both made it, life isn't so unfair (no)
My respect to those who hustle and always seek opportunities
The youngins are active, so don't show off
To the talent scouts looking for the next Bad Bunny
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Another one like me, in the next century
My name is going to the museums, it's going to the books
I'm the star of my island, that's why I shine
Don't talk to me about votes, PR is my crew
Thanks one more time for loving me so much
Traveling the world, but I always come back to my singing
Everyone knows that it's you that I always sing to
That I'm still the same
The one who used to sit on grandma's lap
The one who prefers to sing for free in Loiza than at Coachella
Thank God I fulfilled everything I dreamed of in school
Thank God for putting on my path
Jan, Noah and Gabriela, ey
That's why I don't ask for much when I go to bed now
I ask God for health and I do the rest
Yes, amen, I do the rest, ay
Because no one knows when the sun will drop
I'd like to forever hug Benito Isabel
Always be there for Bernie and Bysael, heh
Learn, grow, mature, age
Have confidence in my time signature in three
No, no, no, it was Gabriel, haha, ay
God bless you

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