Baby, you're not going to forget me
All these bastards want to kill me, but you jump on top of this bug
And I devour you like an animal
I know they want to kill me
But after I have money to buy guns and rifles
With bullets I'm going to war

In my house we live in war, military rifles
There's no schedule because none of mine slip
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 4-7 (real G for life)
I bought a 4-7 (oh oh oh)
I bought a 4-7, all the glocks are full
I bought a 4-7, I bought a 4-7

I bought a 4-7 and I have a Honda without a license plate
Wine color, to do death's errands
I walk calmly because I am a warrior
I am light and I'm going to squeeze you if you didn't pull out first
And when you shoot, the one who doesn't duck will die
Blood will run in the potholes
They say in hanging out that you left from scratch, we arrived
This is for men, that's why they come out with broken hair
I am burning water, current
That connects you with a 4-7 when it commands, when it buzzes and when it enters
They leave you inside, I, with the epileptic
They sound you with the sticks and they finish you off with the plastic

In my house we live in war, military rifles
There's no schedule because none of mine slip
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 4-7
I bought a 4-7
I bought a 4-7, all the glocks are full
I bought a 4-7, I bought a 4-7

Sometimes I feel that death is chasing me but I'm not going to run
The short ones, the sticks, the combs, I bought four drums yesterday
You all betrayed me like Lucifer betrayed Eve
And I will never change a brother's loyalty for a woman
I'm going to eat alive, and with the R full we're going to sew you
Bullets are going to rain, but I have to see my children grow
I'm not going to hide, if I'm not untouchable then try to see
The AK is going to bite you, the dead are waiting for you, you're going to fall
I was never scared, they ghosted me and I laid them down
I sent them and I got off, and the stick in the chest I waited for it
I resurrected him and lit my full and killed him again
I took his life, and thrown like a zombie I saw him fall

In my house we live in war, military rifles
There's no schedule because none of mine slip
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 4-7
I bought a 4-7
I bought a 4-7, all the glocks are full
I bought a 4-7, I bought a 4-7

Baby, you're not going to forget me
All these bastards want to kill me, but you jump on top of this bug
And I devour you like an animal
I know they want to kill me
But after I have money to buy guns and rifles
With bullets I'm going to war

I bought a 4-7
I bought a 4-7
All the glocks are full
I bought a 4-7, I bought a 4-7

Brr
Anuel
Real until death, you heard bastard
Real G for life until the devil kills me with a wet hand
Lil genius
Symphonic
The real trap nigga
Real gangster shit
Brr
Free Anuel

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