RIP Full Records

The Undertaker
I go full and I melt your breakers
You all have pictures of me as your wallpaper
I've been a millionaire since I was 19
And I deposit 25 thousand pesos every Thursday
Hey buddy
Clean the studio and pass the brush
I'm going to rent it to store all the millions
I jump over the fence
El Chata has a pelco addiction
He goes out on the street and everyone shouts at him: Ñengo you're a pig

You're useless and they're looking for ways to measure me
You need like 100 companies to destroy me
You don't have a rifle, much less full in my vocabulary
You say you're street and you haven't even seen donkeys in the stable
You know what I'm talking about, reality gives you complexes
The supposed hustlers are all in old cars
Jokers, I told them to come at me with the best
Because I sweep Ñengo and I don't even have to start engines
Don't get frustrated, I know you're broke and making adjustments
But there's no excuse for wearing fake clothes
I give away
You've been around for 10 years and haven't made a hit
I'm from Palmas, I have a rifle and I also pull the trigger

Full Records, Full Feka
They all have empty waists
They have no verve and much less lyrics in the notebook
Listen buddy
They put up 200 to film
And I told your boss: Suck my dick and that was in your face!
Take it easy
Here's your promotional breaker
You'll never make it big and you've even recorded with Don
It's not a threat, I point them out and Capsula traces them
I grab the short one to enter the plaza
I live this movie, I crush them every time I write
You call me a doll, hmm, I continue (hahaha)
I have a lot of crew, I have a lot of girls, a lot of money
A lot of probability that you'll die tomorrow
You commit suicide

Learn that my strength is immeasurable
Write on a paper: I love you Combo, Ñengo says goodbye
Don't mess with me, the perception has you hearing voices
And the prince like a category 12 hurricane
I go up to Full Records, I empty your machine
And tomorrow they'll have Ñengo with the bucket and putty
Fill the hole, here's your lottery ticket
I deal with Las Monjas connected to what's going on in Coto
Mere broco, explain how I dismantle them
That this is La Metro and we call the shots
(This is the street)

Armed and Dangerous is that
If they're all scared
How am I going to shut down Ñengo
If the guy is already shut down
He's been on the street for 10 years looking to see who records him
You're all a bunch of shit, the only one worth anything is Yaga
Old Clothes
Here from The crew that doesn't back down
You shouldn't be snoring with that stupid voice!
Whether it's the snail comb, the color, it's always the same
With the same topic 15 times
Yampi changes the rhythm

I'm On Fire
You know what sometimes makes me feel sorry
That you make so many songs brother but you never get played
I know sometimes I'm wrong but it seems to me
That you're going to hear this song for like 5 months
I hit them
They spread in the street and I party
You know who I am
The one from Palma, the Millionary, the one from Quintana, the one from Manuela
The one from Las Fall, the one from the war
The one who if you don't shut up, I'm going to make you shut up
Hey buddy, these people are asking me for relief
And who got pirated
Buddy here's the new track
Mere' Jaime let's go to the printer I'll pay the advance
The Full Records shirts and below may they rest in peace

Rest in peace Full Records!
Haha
Much respect to all those neighborhoods
To all those settlements, to the people of Ballamon
Mera Ñengo I've helped you a thousand times
I've lent you money a thousand times, I've featured you in my videos
And this is the last time I help you, you hear
Because this, this stupid diss you made
You looked for a little feature there but buddy that's pig-like
You're useless

And on the street you're a miserable
Quintana, Manuela, San Jose, Jurutungo, Las Monjas
Las Margaritas, El Mirador, Las Casas, Cantera
La William, Canales, La Perla, Puerto De Tierra
Juana Matos, El Coqui, Villa Kennedy, En Toa, Selle, El Prado
La Andalia, Monte Hatillo, Sabana Bajo
Torre Sabana, Caguas, Juncos, Monte pa'l, Ponce, Villa Palmera
We are a lot

Hey Ñengo
You're just a pig, my brother
You featured with us, ate with us
Lived with us, and then you dissed us
But you know what
You're useless my brother
You're not a man, you don't have street
Buddy suck my dick
And shit on your mother
We have power
Full Records has me by the balls
We're on fire
We're going to crash the company if they lick
Sincerely, Correa
Calm down
Hahaha