Antes y Después (feat. Kendo Kaponi, Yandel y Ñengo Flow)
Anuel AA
Before and After (feat. Kendo Kaponi, Yandel and Ñengo Flow)
Brr
Anuel
Before and after, heard that, bastard?
I went to bed with my gun on my bed
I always sleep with it under the pillow
I woke up thinking about my son and my mom
I have six kilos in the closet, in the Nike bag
My God, take care of my family, I take care of myself (amen)
I take three percs for stress, while I roll a phillie
Everyone turns around because Scarface betrayed Manolo
And we don't trust bitches, you know the protocol
Hammering the coke in the Ziploc
The AKs and the Glocks and we're strong like The Rock
Me with the Jordans is like Bad Bunny with Crocs
And the pills and the oxy are prescribed by the doc to me
And my friends are the ones who were always at zero
The yellow Phantom, bastard, like Homer
I pay my lawyer, I'm another bandit
And in every country I arrive, I have a different armory
I have an R with drums to light you up completely
And those who damage my name, we fill them with holes
And we hunt down anyone with black masks
The bullets from the R disintegrate your face
And in my neighborhood, I'm the only millionaire
And in my family, I'm the one who supports everyone
A friend of mine, who I loved, the bastard stole from me
And we kicked his ass out like Rosselló
Connected in Santurce and in Manuela
With the prisoners who are in the real school
Bastard, I don't joke, we send a shot
And they dance bachata like Romeo (your Romeo, baby)
I have a rifle named Messi, like Leo
And I'll shoot them in the face, I'll beat them
And if you don't believe me, you're an atheist
Because the triggers are not toys and I give them out
Problems with balls that will never end
They call me to fix things but I don't know if I can trust
When you least expect it, they try to kill you
I'm sitting on the throne and they want to dethrone me
The 27 of the Tattaglia in all the prisons
I sing what I live always in all my songs
I made millions, now I want billions
And the last one who said I was a snitch, we hit him with drums
If I tattoo the names of all my dead friends
My skin color disappears, my body won't be seen