Un Par de Balas

Bye bye bye
Hey! For those who shoot for two pesos, for all those
Who wanted the don c from the early 2000s back

I don't do diss tracks anymore because I don't need them
Ask the lady, ask the kid
Ask even the one who didn't like rap, I insist
In fact, ask your favorite rapper

For the best rapper, fierce dog of this land
C-kan! The dog of all those bitches!
And the other one who whistles because he's a member of the crew
Well, come to put this scarf member on them

Hello kung fu panda, greetings from scooby doo
The one who bankrupted the queers in your crew
So you know how we do! Have your money, buddy
Here that's worth nothing, I've been doing it since I was a kid

And of course, everyone in their ranch is a rooster
But a rooster that goes and stands on their land
And also sings to them turns out to be more rooster
Calm down macaw, I'm not going to kill you
Who supports the family if they send me to jail?

But watch your mouth, we all know people
We know you and you're not a criminal
Do you feel like fighting? Then come find me
Because I don't have time to shoot just to sound tough

I have a couple of bullets in the taurus that would like to meet you
And I'm just out here, wanting to see you on the street
If the first time you ran you were lucky
Today death knocks louder at the door

They declared war on me by throwing a song at me
All because of denial, not recording a song
Then we went to the street and aborted the mission
If your idol doesn't pay attention to you, you turn on him with betrayal!

They drive me crazy and I don't accept apologies
Your vice is over, don't blame me
Keep your woman so I don't cheat on her
Relax a bit and focus on writing

Then you sue me, crazy for what you're owed
More money, more problems, I'm already full of trouble
They start shooting, then they hit rock bottom
I take out my CD, then I send them to the criminals

Then as a consequence, I sign with Universal
I buy my cathedral and then I pay my sentence
Like Pablo Blow, I don't sing about when I pull
But we're all bad, you old stick

Like Sodom and Gomorrah, it's better to run
Bald or with a cap, there's no one to outsmart me
Hey bro, come on, run, calmly parrot
Ask your girl, whose groupie, hater

I have a couple of bullets that would like to meet you
And I'm just out here, wanting to see you on the street
If the first time you ran you were lucky
Today death knocks louder at the door

I have a couple of bullets in the ta ta taurus
Ta ta ta taurus, ta ta taurus
I have a couple of bullets, couple of bullets
I have a couple of bullets, in the ta ta taurus

This is one from master alex with the dj
Who talks less and produces more in Mexico
Dj maxxo, in your face Guadalajara
Go and ask, little man
No record label or damn check made me
To this day, I'm my own boss, the boss

First, I teach you to sing and count
Then get to work
Then you come to me saying you're going to kill me
You go to your room without dinner
This is just the tip
Let me release everything, classification c