Pair of corners, I settle with the tigers
The ambition to get in
We're making tickets, don't look at me or well, look at me
Without filtering the image

The power travelers, the devils for the ran'
Now I sell drugs in music
Clonazepam, verb in tussi
Famous babies, exclusive
Even the hare is a fan

The power travelers, the devils for the ran'
Now I sell drugs in music
Clonazepam, verb in tussi
Famous babies, exclusive
Even the hare is a fan

I took away three dolls with Mary
And I started at fifty in the fari
After that we made a few pesos
And we even told the cop "there's no over without lary", what?

I proved that a Patrick is weaker than a Gary
Even if a safari comes out
I even run faster than a Ferrari
I killed them without mercy involuntarily

At a hundred and ten and I didn't raise it
Even the one who was picking it up, I hugged, what?
If I passed through scraps
She laughs and talks to herself crazy when I kissed her

Give it fire, turn it on, come in
She is a devil, when the vice concentrates
And it kills the one who finds it
She's going to burn me in hell if the blessed one penetrates

But give it fire, turn it on and come in
(She) is a devil, when the vice concentrates
And it kills the one who finds it
She's going to burn me in hell if the rat penetrates

Two hundred green buds, fire
Until the gang disconnects
And to go out and do it wrong they give me the green light
And I'm going for everyone, the one who comes out is the one who loses

There's no turning back partner, come on, eh?
He's going to die anyway, whether he hides or comes to see me
It's hard to make me
To see how they fall and how they sleep

There's no turning back partner, come on, eh?
He's going to die anyway, whether he hides or comes to see me
It's hard to make me
To see how they fall and how they sleep

Bring the power travelers, the devils for the ran'
Now I sell drugs in music
Clonazepam, verb in tussi
Famous babies, exclusive
Even the hare is a fan

The power travelers, the devils for the ran'
Now I sell drugs in music
Clonazepam, verb in tussi
Famous babies, exclusive
Even the hare is a fan

The rat
Next to the blessed one
That's Medallo and Cali, you know?
And if you know, good buddy
The Prodigies, tell me Jara
From the Antioquia neighborhood
The blessed one
In any rhythm, the good one

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