Al Dia (feat. Kele y Darell)

Yeah (next)
Yeah-eh
Yeah (seh)
Yeah-eh-eh (100 by 35)
The cover, bastard
Yeah, yeah

We're not in the old times anymore
I was broke and now the cover is huge (that's how it is)
Now everyone sticks to me because I moved forward
Before it was without a cone and now diamonds are abundant (come on, yeah)

And since I got up to date they run after me (that's how it is)
And we're making fun of the systems and the streets are mine
Before I was on foot and now the 'uru' is in the carport
I have so many bitches and one of them is mine, Palestinian (come on)

I have seven sticks to fight, bastard, let's go up (that's how it is)
And if you want, we can explode like in Hiroshima (so you know)
Here the money won't run out and look what irony (yeah, by law)
That with what I have are loyal, fuck hypocrisy

Tomorrow we're going to spend two hundred (that's how it is)
Bring me the 'uru' that I'm going to buy
I only have two hands and I have three Richards
I don't know the bitch I'm going to fuck

Don't call for work, we're going to pitch (so you know)
The kilos in bulk and in detail, yesterday I gave your little bitch something to take
And I already did her tits and dental smile (come on)
Wherever we see each other we're going to kill each other

Don't live hidden, we're going to fight
In the middle of the expressway, we're going to park you
We're going to give you more than five hundred
So you call whoever you want to call

Because for the meetings, I'm not going to come down
I dressed in black and went out to work
I'm ready to give you the floral arrangement, yes, yes
Why should mine cry? Let yours cry (that's how it is)

Cry on Fourth Street, also in the alley
The thirty combs and also the drums (oh my God)
Tell yours to pray and hope
That this is another league, these are the big ones (what the fuck)
Don't talk to me about kilos or jokers
I know the good ones and the bad ones too
They fell, you saw that, right

And since I got up to date they run after me (that's how it is)
And we're making fun of the systems and the streets are mine (so you know)
Before I was on foot and now the 'uru' is in the carport (how?)
I have so many bitches and one of them is mine, Palestinian (here we go)

I have seven sticks to fight, bastard, let's go up (come on)
And if you want, we can explode like in Hiroshima
Here the money won't run out and look what irony
That with what I have are loyal, fuck hypocrisy (loyalty, bastard)

In those times I was bad, I won't deny it, I had to row
I won't deny it, I had to hustle, to rise I had to hustle
Now on my wrist, the presidential
I have a milli like Richard

That's a lie, I actually have a couple
Many won't identify, but like sugar we're going to pitch
The things, the shortages, those who pitched shouting: Give me something
Cristiano Ronaldo, the bills don't exist if there's balance here

You don't know anything about that, becoming a millionaire from prison
I'm the fat, the seasoning (twenty-seven), bastard, and my voice carries weight
I'm twenty-seven, I'm not Ku Klux Klan
The Draco kicks and is Lee, Jackie Chan

Four demons inside the Can-Am
Here we're gangsters like Wu-Tang Clan
And get tough and I'll set your wig on fire, I'm the plant, the baton (baton)
The one who orders these bitches
I'm the bo, I'm Frank Lucas (the Mynor, Millo Gang)
Never an insect, but always fly (-always fly)
You fight for the movie flow like The Rock
There's the evil eye but my Cartier doesn't blur (Cartier)
Bastard, the hatred you have is more than the pot that Oscar

Don't fall behind, your head will be peeled
We're going to explode like Putin
Without the national, I'm multi
Yes, the two of us are at the bank
But I'm waiting for a moña and you're waiting for a susti

They have envy viruses and that's worse than Omicron
I had to hook up the fifth and six more for backup
That will go worse for you than for others, that's because of Demago
Back then I was broke like Crocs (yes)

But now that I got up to date they run after me
We're making fun of the systems and the streets are mine
Before I was on foot and now the T-Rex is in the carport
I have a thousand bitches, but I don't leave mine Palestinian

I have seven sticks to fight, bastard, let's go up
And if you want, we can explode like in Hiroshima
Here the money won't run out and look what irony
That with what I have are loyal, fuck hypocrisy (loyalty, bastard)

I'm here with the people that control the streets in PR, motherfucker
The cover
The cover
Cover
We made this for the real sons of bitches
Who go out to work every day
Very easy
Who will never give up, bastard
That we send
Inside and out, daddy, we're making it very easy for us
Motherfucker
We're the real players, bastard
Tell them, R
The one who knows, knows
Mera, tell me, Nay
Indica, Nay
What's up?
The cover entertainment, bastard
The Mynor, Millo Gang
The human trap, the trap in person
Juancho, Juancho Villa
The trapper of trappers, bastard
Tell me, Kele
Kele, Kele PR
Tell me, Frankiny
From Trujillo to Playita and from Playita to Lloren' Torre
We have the pressure really on, bastard
Two hundred thousand pesos on the neck
Whoever touches Kele we're going to kill
Put it to the test