Sembrando el Terror (remix)

Ey
It's Tirri, huh
DJ Alex
(This is the remix)
Omar, something's wrong

I'm sounding more badass, sowing terror
And there's no villain who can handle in the glove
They act tough and they're comedians
Like Tego Calderón, this is a different story

I'm real like Anuel
Whoever is afraid to die shouldn't be born
I was made for this and I sweat my shirt
I'm breaking ruchi', exploding toads
Poisoning the rats

Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
Like Héctor El Father, my crew of 70
Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
I put Kaponi on it because it's a .40
Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
I hooked up with my ranch, flow Pacho El Antifeka
Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
For your cat Tarara like Alexio La Bestia

One two-two, one, two, three, testing (prrra)
The black ones from the gang now have the command
Contraband music so the competition tunes up
So the thugs turn up and the chicks have fun
We crown the Benjies, we went to buy the Banshees
A couple of mesh licenses and I change it to go to the street
And I took it to the resort, Versace, Dior
Sometimes she wears Gucci, but she also goes sporty
And that's what I love, that among so many she stands out (she looks me in the eyes and chokes)
Looks like a saint, tremendous sata if she lets loose
Designer, brand clothes
The sensation of the block, a flow that kills you
A chick like Cazzu, that's my cat
For the enemies I shoot and those who shoot slip away
Thug of Latin blood, my product is Argentine
I combine the sound like wine on tour
Breaking the clandestine, I fall dressed in Moschino

I fall with the stunt thugs, escaping from the cops
[?] on the neck, with the flow of Leo Mattioli
I can be your romantic, your thug, your Romeo
I can break the remix if I hit you with words
From the west I'm the dream team, the pitcher and the tin-tin
With eyes colora'o, the wick drifting
I don't believe your cat, he says he pulls the trigger
They rest him with a rope and discard him with a rake
From the west I'm the dream team, the pitcher and the tin-tin
With eyes colora'o, the wick drifting
I don't believe your cat, he says he pulls the trigger
They rest him with a rope and discard him with a rake, hey

Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
Like Héctor El Father, my crew of 70
Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
I put Kaponi on it because it's a .40
Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
I hooked up with my ranch, flow Pacho El Antifeka
Sowing terrrr, sowing terrrr
For your cat Tarara like Alexio La Bestia

I know several fools who shoot
Who are after the white like little soldiers
We're making money and not because of crime
We're in hell like a small town
When I light the (?) I uncover a red wine
I spilled a Rivo, I'm melting
We're sowing terror so the cats run
Poisoning rats and piercing toads
Closing deals, 3k and 1/4
With my brother a gelato while I break it for you
If they're saying in the block that you like the cannon
That you always make the report because you're a snitch
Don't try to sell it because no one bought it
If money never buys respect in the alley
Come on, cat, shoot if you're such a shooter
Because you're going to run like in the marathon

Blam-blam, blam, I give it to him
We get together with the thugs and sow terror
Blam-blam, blam, I give it to him
For your cat who's a ruchi and goes through pure pain

ECKO
Mero Mero (this is not music, it's drugs, huh)
Bandido
DJ Alex
Cut