47 (remix) (feat. Nengo Flow, Los G4, Bad Bunny, Darell, Farruko, Sinfónico y Casper)

Mera tell me Ñengo
Real G4 Life until death, bastard
I pray to God every night
So that the day I die I go to heaven
Because if I fall to hell
I'll take the devil's cliché
In heaven is God, in hell is the devil
But in between heaven and hell is me, dick sucker
I'm the toughest on the island
Since Roberto Clemente, bastard
You didn't see the news, bastard
We are untouchable Ñengo
Mera tell me Casper, mera tell me Farru
The illuminatis, mera tell me Darell, brr
Anuel heard you dick sucker
Trap Murdaz bastard

Baby you won't forget me
These bastards want to kill me
But you jump on top of this dick
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 will fight
In my house we live in war, military rifles
I pray to God so none of mine slip
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 47
(RealG4Life)
I bought a 47, I bought a 47
All the glocks are strong
I bought a 47, I bought a 47

I bought a 47
And I have a Honda without a sticker
Wine color to send the orders to death
(To death)
I walk calmly because I'm a warrior, I'm quick
And I'll crush you if you beat us
And when I shoot, whoever doesn't duck will die
Blood will run through the potholes
They say, damn, you went out in disgrace
We arrived, this is for men
That's why they come out with broken hair
I'm burning water, the current
That connects you like a 47
When it commands, when it buzzes, and when it enters
They leave you inside, yow, with epilepsy
They hit you with sticks
And finish you off with plastics

(This is the real deal baby)
We're not at zero anymore
We live life like the squatters
We don't catch eighths anymore
We took the road and caught them all
Just whore and money
The strong one in hand and the full combs
Cars for work and all dressed in black
Connected in the Canary Islands
The rifles come to me from Yugoslavia
We've grown and we control the area
Because now I don't have one girl, bastard I have several
We are connected up there in New York
(Real G4 Life my nigga)

And we bring them down to Orlando straight to the heat
Here we have all the girls
Tell me who puts the pressure
Just like Darell puts it
Soldiers in all positions
The guns with the extensions
We already have all the addresses
Motherfucker better leave
With mine I get on all the missions

And if they want war, send me
So they know, bastard, I'm not afraid to die
An AK 47 and refill magazines
You die one way or another, after I aim for you
And if they want war, send me
So they know, bastard, I'm not afraid to die
An AK 47 and refill magazines
You die one way or another, after I aim for you

I bought a 47 and a 27
In case I run out of bullets or the gun jams
To erase your face when I press the button
How this host screams, to fight here there's money
They want to boast and can't
They want to kill me and can't
But if you fail shooting, in the same attempt they all die
They all have hands for me, but I always win
If I catch you sleeping around
I pay a whore and we set you up
And then we kidnap you, we capture you, we chop the Philly
We have the bottles in hand in the V.I. p
Real G like Ñengo and Darell
Real until death always, Free Anuel

In my house we live in war, military rifles
I pray to God
So none of mine turn on me
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 47 (Brrr)
I bought a 47
I bought a 47, I bought a 47
All the glocks are strong
I bought a 47

Because I'm ready for you, you know who I am
I'm with Farru in a Rolls-Royce
The toys and they're not from KB toys
We catch you and give them to you
Before I send a voice message to your woman
Like Hector with the seventy combo
I'm the toughest born for the nineties
I bought a 47 and a 40
I carry a blessed rosary
And with all that the devil tempts me
Ma' I'm regao' like the Me-mets
We bury you and then to your woman, I know the me-me
I know I'm wrong, may heaven condemn me
But this is real until I burn in hell
Today I customize the retro 11s and paint them red
With all your blood that falls on the floor
In a stepped war, people never die
That's why I don't warn
My word weighs I don't retract
I'm the new religion, the baby wants a pact
I don't talk to demons, but I have their contacts
I dial 6-6-6 and they feel the impact on their chest

I remember when I had nothing
When things were bad
I didn't even have money for an eighth
Thank God things changed
And now they want this dick
All those bitches who turned me down
I bought a 47 and put a button on it
The Glocks are all strong, carbon 15 with the snail
Pray to God that you're not caught with the drum
If I turn it on like that, the devil will feel the heat

Mera tell me Casper, the untouchables, the illuminatis
I'm in prison, I'm not dead, bastard
But what if I get out tomorrow?, haha, brr
We are the ones who have
The fucking street on fire, you heard bastard
We are the real motherfuckers
I'm gonna shit on the devil
Blasting with the 23, Jordan in '93
I go to your corner, I block the kiosk
And I turn your face into puree
I have the devil in a crystal house
27, we're not going to bullshit
I bought a 47 and made it strong
Motherfucker who wants to fight
We send you hot, 21 to the chest Roberto Clemente
I'm going to light the timbale on your face, bastard
In the name of Tito Puentes
They showed themselves
Now these bastards sing like Anuel
They showed themselves
Yours went up on account of his

In my house we live in war, military rifles
I pray to God
So none of mine slip
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 47 (Brrr)
I bought a 47
I bought a 47, I bought a 47
All the glocks are strong
I bought a 47

I feel sometimes that death is chasing me
But I won't run
The short ones, the sticks, the combs
I bought 4 drums yesterday
You all betrayed me
Like Lucifer betrayed Jehovah (Amen)
And I will never change the loyalty of a brother for a woman

My son will eat, and with the R strong we're going to cook you
The bullets will rain
But I have to see my son grow
I won't hide
If I'm not untouchable, then try to see
The AK will bite you
The dead are waiting for you, you will fall

I never got scared
They ghosted me and I laid them down
I sent them and got off
And I stuck the stick in their chest
I resurrected them and lit my strong, I came back and killed them
I took their life
And thrown like a zombie I portrayed them

In my house we live in war, military rifles
I pray to God
So none of mine slip
Here everyone dies, no one resurrects
Bastards want to kill you, to see you in a shirt
I bought a 47 (Brrr)
I bought a 47, I bought a 47
All the glocks are strong
I bought a 47, I bought a 47

Brrr, Anuel, Real until death, you heard bastard
Mera tell me Ñengo, RealG4Life until they kill me
I'm going to shit on the devil
Trap Murdaz
Lil Geniuz, Sinfonico, Onyx
The real trap nigga, real gangsta shit
Darell
Brrr, Free Anuel
Real until death motherfucker