4:20 in the morning, the appropriate time
I don't mess around
And I bring them down quickly

If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did

Now is the time to show that he's violent
That he doesn't give a damn and that he's armed
That his people back him up for drugs and weapons
And that he also has good training
That he talks to the army is not true
That he talks to the cops is not true
That he gets along with the mafia that bites like a piranha
And if he thinks he can trap me that's not true
The moment, the moment is now
Not at the hour of the hour
Because then he doesn't dare
I tell you from the heart like you I've seen many
Who pretend to be hitmen
And turn out to be the opposite
They say they are from the neighborhood that they were gang members
They don't have a record I checked they're all talk
To make it real you just need balls
Maybe be born again but not be a liar

If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did

Don't pretend to be tough if you come from Reggaeton
Justin Bieber has tattoos and that doesn't make him tough
Pussy, tell us what's the truth
That the street respects him and his lyrics are honest
That he's not another doll like Daddy Yankee
That he came as a boss and in the end threw the Barbie
Say he's a gangster, say he's a thug
Bitch either way nobody brings him down from Leandro
Monkey attitude, he swings from everyone
He mentions us all and sucks up to us all
A blow to the back of the neck in the style of the wachos
Around here in the north it's called chiricuaso
I asked for the boy without promoting you
What he did in cartoon I did after the show
Ask Snoop who he smoked weed with
Shut your mouth and take what's coming to you

If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did

Throw your little lyrics all by yourself against me
Or if you want the whole team
I came to put an end to it
Here nobody is going to die
Here nobody is going to bleed
It's just a matter of Rap like Biggie with 2Pac
Laughter is what they give, they copy how they sing
The lyrics are stolen, as they come they go
Dad already found out who threw the fans
And now because of his mommy he's going back
He wanted to fix it but it didn't work out
El Babo already heard you and even wrote you a song
Chubby cheeked kid is a hypocrite and coward
I know I look like a jerk but the guy asked for it

If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did
If they come to tell you bad things about me
Tell them yes, that I told you I did

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