Que Se Va a Hacer? (part. C-kan y Flako420)

I got a couple of bullets ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen
I got a couple of people ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen

I declare, in my fury I grab hold, it gets expensive
The hustle in the mud, I’m prepared for it
In case my absence hits, I got years of sentence in this car
I do it for my people
And if I get ahead, I feel set apart every time I rise
You know for us, you’re a mother crying
Just tell me how much my crew can lift

I’m in, your enemies are mine
I got what I need, I don’t trust easily
People fail, but my crew is something else like Germán
I blow the smoke out my mouth

Damn temptation
I got the blunt lit, strapped in the section
Until the sun comes up
Damn temptation
I got the blunt lit, strapped in the section
Until the sun comes up

I got a couple of bullets ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen
I got a couple of people ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen

High as hell, I’m stepping out of the crew, anyone who tries me falls
It’s that simple, ask for whatever you want, I got it in my pocket
I called for the notebook and they brought me a brick, baby

Sorry for my vocabulary, I come from the hood
And I treat them like dogs while I’m getting it in
My family looks out for me even when I’m quiet on the street
And I’ll make anyone who disrespects me eat lead

Lover of the scriptures, but addicted to the fire
I invite you to my school, the hustle like in the favelas
The promise is written and it hurts whoever it hurts
My steps are firm, if I fall, I hold my flag

Flaco holding it down, watch out for my girl
When I step out, I hook her in my pocket and the pack
They’re waiting for me at the spot, we keep trafficking
And when I show it off, everyone stops being tough

I got a couple of bullets ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen
I got a couple of people ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen

I got a couple of bullets that still can’t find you
And soon death will knock at your door
And I don’t give a damn who’s with you, idiot
'Cause I know who’s rolling with me

Let the cars crash and you’ll come out as scrap
The crew is ready, all I gotta do is say the word
They don’t even run from the badge, they watch me with the girl
A ramp without plates and ten bikes to be the plates

And don’t stop the car, where’s the boss coming from?
If the street were a roll, the court would be the reference
Lately, no one’s hitting me up, everyone’s demanding
In the rhymes, they’re all talk, on the street, I’m the one in charge

On tour, that’s how you don’t see me on the corner
If they drop when I go down, the joke’s over for them
Just tell me, what’s gonna happen? What’s gonna happen? What’s gonna happen?
If before I was dealing weed with the base

Now more weed and breaking the base
The coke drops while the concerts rise
They don’t sell it to me anymore, get off your high horse
No disguise, no double face, no camouflage

Without using what I sing about, it’s a character
Those who don’t know me are the ones who run their mouths
Low profile, quiet, big picture with a big mouth
Just tell me, people want to see blood

And my dogs are hungry, jump the wire
And next time I got the balls to say my name
Here, there are real thugs who became rappers
I got a couple of bullets, I’ll lend you one, I’m waiting for you here

I got a couple of bullets ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen?
I got a couple of people ready for you
Just tell me what’s gonna happen?

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen?
Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Just tell me what’s gonna happen?