EL GRINCH (part. Axl Boore)
DRAKOMAFIA
THE GRINCH (feat. Axl Boore)
The mafia came out the grinch, the grinch came out
How many chains have they lost and how many slaps have they received?
A whole topic of theirs, it's a guideline of mine
I love trouble, all mine are bandits
Even if they get angry, it's because I saw them, peep peep
I laugh after a little smoke and spit in his face
We set up the shooting and they had a cigar
I no longer fight with you, I fight with your uncles
Let them come with 15, they can't handle 5 of mine
I know that I put you to wrap inside the block
I was telling you with the fake R on the couch
What a rag-picker, a rag-picker? He's a rag-picker
Open the door, open the door this faggot shouted
Clothes lend, ship lends, gun lends
The card you are talking about is your dad's
You are naming the devil, Satan came out on the road
I'm walking around with the king rifle, full
Punches and katana
Be careful what you say, you can hurt yourself
I'm like kendo the 40th special edition
They tremble when it comes to shooting
We are your terror, sincerely the Romagang
This is
Alleged illuminati, sold his ass for money
Take away the perco, the garbage man is crying
You better continue on your journey, the ghetto doesn't want you anymore
In the fourth, he kidnaps his sister's father for money
Respect for respect, faggot, nobody is made of steel
If they are bad at war, don't put a but afterwards
They are the most gangsters, the most mafia and gunmen
Mero, mero, mero, ha, ha, being movie-goers
If they set sail, we will fight on land, we will throw away the gold, the grams will take them
A band of Spartans
We carry the blows and blows, we never behave
We arrive and pay them, do not play with the Romans
They don't respect them in their home and they are talking about tar
They say they are the best and the best at shooting
They still have school and homework to do at home
Sincerely, I am the one who washes the umbrella, the one who pisses on them (ha ha)
Be careful what you say, it can harm you
I'm like Kendo, the fortieth special edition
They tremble when it comes to shooting
We are your terror, sincerely the Romagang
What would become of this loji? It weren't for me and the bai
I don't name you logi spell, no dai and King bon from eBay
And I know the truth, I know what you do
And drop the chip on your stepfather, he's not even your dad
If you see me again
It is important that they act like fools
Mine are bandits, mine are baboons
We're going to bankrupt you
Julianito now tell them
357 breaks his Achilles tendon
They don't want beef with Roma, they don't want beef with Roma
With a friend everywhere, I don't let go of my forties
That's repetitive flow, so anyone can clone you
Talking about the bro's wife and her cat is a slut
Cover your face, yes, cover your face
I hang out with Jason and Freddy, I'm a friend of the monsters
They are cheap, they do not have a single cost
In the courtyard the silent ones, velveteen the prostrate ones
The mafias
You know, the goats of the go
And the goat boils from goat to goat
You had to leave your face to these bugs
A music
The bitch that weighs the most
Stop knowing, don't pretend
The mafias
Did you hear?