Ronca (feat. Héctor "El Father" y Zion)

Snore
Testing
Eliel, you hear me? (arr-ugh!; simply, eliel)
Snore
Eliel, you hear me? (arr-ugh!)
Snore
Millions of copies sold, snore, eliel
And all sold (arr-ugh!)
Yeah-yeah-eh-eh-eh; snore
Come on, don't leave, snore, eliel
The best DJ in the reggaeton genre
Best song in the reggaeton genre, snore (don, don!; grr!; arr-ugh!)
The best artist in the reggaeton genre (no, oh-oh), in your hands, snore (you know; grrr!)
Simply, the one who speaks with his hands, snore (grrr!; the highest paid)
Let yourself be heard
The world has known your music
Snore (that's why)
Don!

Snore, go with the tonka
You're the best note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
Eliel, snore, go with the tonka
You're the best note by note
Give them what excites them (prrr!)
And drives them crazy

And bring out the symphonies, the bionic rapper is loose
The one who sells the most, with a historical record and tactical tricks
I'm going to pull out plastic guns
To sweep away all these pigs who think they're practical

None will fight, all they do is front
You're not looking for anything with me, they're fake
None will fight, all they do is front
You're not looking for anything with me, they're fake

And no, oh-oh (snore, snore; zion, baby)
No, oh-oh (snore, snore; don!)
No, oh-oh (snore, snore; héctor el bambino)
No, oh-oh-oh-oh (snore, snore, snore)

Eliel plays you, snore, go with the tonka
Shut up all these soca'
Who get excited, and their lyrics are few
Tell them that with us they're in trouble
One hundred thousand battles, and we're still undefeated
Half a million copies sold with the same album
I notice them being hostile, throw themselves off a cliff
We're the kings of Puerto Rico

None will fight, all they do is front
You're not looking for anything with me, they're fake
None will fight, all they do is front
You're not looking for anything with me, they're fake

And no, oh-oh (snore, snore)
No, oh-oh (snore, snore)
No, oh-oh (snore, snore)
No, oh-oh-oh-oh (snore, snore, snore)

Snore, go with the tonka
You're the best note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
Eliel, snore, go with the tonka
You're the best note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy

I leave them crazy, you all throw from afar
They front and are my reflection
Like the old man kills them, everyone looks in my mirror
Play with me and you play with your skin
I leave them crazy, you all throw from afar
They front and are my reflection
Like the old man kills them, everyone looks in my mirror
Play with me and you play with your skin
I'm the bambino, héctor el father, fine gangster
Producer of platinum albums
I hit them, I eliminate those who lick
I mix music with the streets, how do I combine them
I don't lose track, I'm a double-edged knife
The one from the hood, without selling a kilo'

Eliel, snore (no, oh-oh; millions of albums sold)
I'm hunting with the tonka (no, oh-oh; they call him, héctor el bambino)
Eliel, snore (no, oh-oh; with the best producer in the reggaeton genre)
I'm hunting with the tonka (no, oh-oh-oh-oh; break; hahaha)

Snore, go with the tonka
You're the best note by note
Give them what excites them
And drives them crazy
Eliel, snore, go with the tonka
You're the best note by note
Give them what excites them (zion!)
And drives them crazy

None will fight, all they do is front
You're not looking for anything with me, they're fake
None will fight, all they do is front
You're not looking for anything with me, they're fake

And no, oh-oh (snore, snore)
The reality of the matter is that the fantastic ones don't call
No, oh-oh (snore, snore)
Héctor el bambino
No, oh-oh (snore, snore)
Zion, don omar, eliel
No, oh-oh-oh-oh (snore, snore, snore)
Nesty la mente maestra, escobar
Alex gárgola'
Mario
Letting ourselves be heard
Snore!
And we snore because we can
Because we're the owners of the genre
DJ rafi mercenary
The owners of the genre
Hey, and if you snore
Hold on, hold on
If you snore
Hold on
Don!
Hahaha
Snore!