No Miren Pa Aka
Cris Mj
Don't Look Over Here
Prr, hey, hey, Mj, Angel
So you know
And I put on my Jordan Retros before heading out
The cops are after me, I think they're coming for me
They can't bring me down, I keep it real
I'm always fast, never gonna sleep
Buddy, don't look over here
We're the real deal here
We make rat-a-tat
And your crew falls apart
We're in the trap
Passport to the USA
All for mom
It's because we hustle
I get out of the Mercedes ready for trouble
Now everyone's calling me wanting to collaborate
We're just hoodlums caught up in the shootout
We don't sell drugs anymore, now my music hits
We're here in my zone
Where the big-booty bitches are
I have the crown
My crew doesn't forgive
And even if everything goes to hell
I come back with the wave
A million miles per hour
Like Diego Maradona
And I put on my Jordan Retros before heading out
The cops are after me, I think they're coming for me
They can't bring me down, I keep it real
I'm always fast, never gonna sleep
Buddy, don't look over here
We're the real deal here
We make rat-a-tat
And your crew falls apart
We're in the trap
Passport to the USA
All for mom
It's because we hustle
God, protect me from those around me
I have brothers who fight for me
And if you mess with us, things get ugly
None of us back down in my crew, hey
Gucci on my belt
Eskimo here in the hood
Recording on the rooftop
A chick shaking it
Now dressed in Louis
As if you don't want us
Jumping through the roofs
Because here comes the DEA
And I put on my Jordan Retros before heading out
The cops are after me, I think they're coming for me
They can't bring me down, I keep it real
I'm always fast, never gonna sleep
Hey, hey, Cris Mj
The one who's making noise
Tell me, Andy Román
Brr, Gang records
Pure Gangsta
We're killing it
Tell me, Star G producing
The one who's making noise
We're in the trap
