Raspo y Endeco

He to the domain
I cook; I scratch it; I decorate it
Bought shorties, bullets, and vests
The cover of 4 and 6
And a comb for the .26

He to the domain
I cook; I scratch it; I decorate it

The cover of 4 and 6
Bought shorties, bullets, and vests
And a comb for the .26
I shoot you, I crush you, I bend you
Bastard, I gave you the 16 in the face
The chest, the holes looking inside
Now there's war and I bought
More Glocks, I have all the bitches
Setting up all the rifles, the long ones
Lower the comb of the long ones will go down
For all those who are more than one are ready
For me, I got more than one and they're all my
Niggas, hook the leash tightening the shorty
So they see me more and can't stand me
I took the jobs on credit and felt that I
Duplicated them, you know where I was raised, far away
If you jump around there, you're a
Raised fool, you felt the stings, I
Stuck mine, no one has given it to me, I took
The cake, I chopped it

Myke towers
The covers have the snitches lying
So they can get the money they ask for
My music has the whores
Calling the spa to get waxed
There are a lot of damn detectives out there
Careful not to get caught
That a damn game, a damn
Enemy by chance, hammers you
Plakata plakata
At 0 o'clock they back off
I have all my disobedient babes
They all look like daughters of Satan
My flow makes you feel bad
If I want, I overshadow you... A
I don't have to suck anyone off, they
Respect me, the bosses, and all quietly
Not even the pawns
To nail these whores never
I'm exhausted, I want my exact money
On top of the beats, I have the domain
Nigga and I'm going to keep killing
Until the one up there says
And mine will fall wherever
You live. This is money

Domain
I cook; I scratch it; I decorate it
The cover of 4 and 6
Bought shorties, bullets, and vests
And a comb for the .26
I shoot you, I crush you, I bend you
Bastard, I gave you the 16 in the face
The chest, the holes looking inside

Jamby el favo
The shorty for the 26, my forty
Respect the mafia in the street
Young gory, I dominate the bories
My homies active in Brooklyn
In the Bronx, damn bastard
You don't know me
Fucking trap from the ghetto neighborhood
Stirring the pot
I'm a cook
I became addicted to money
No one believed in me, now they respect me
Because I'm up to date, they're bothered
By my rebellion, I feel like leaving it
All lit up, I live in a world of
Hypocrisy, I try not to get involved in
Fantasy, I hide the toy under the
Paint, yours is the 4th, mine is the 5th

Domain
I cook; I scratch it; I decorate it
The cover of 4 and 6
Bought shorties, bullets, and vests
And a comb for the .26
I shoot you, I crush you, I bend you
Bastard, I gave you the 16 in the face
The chest, the holes looking inside

Juanka the problematic
I started from the bottom
When the covers were for 2
The humita and the kinco
The AK strong doesn't bow
Escorted like the president
The whole black G5 armored van
Making money weekly
We're putting in 25
The owner of the skies, every plane
You see in the air is crowned
I'm not thrown off and behind the walls
There are 5 million sealed
You live and die to be a leader, time
Is required, break with me before I
Find out and if they give me an advantage, I kill you even
If you're with your saints and your beings
Rumor of war and funeral
If they catch you sleeping, they'll
Shoot you in a bag, but to carry
The sticks are not from Home Depot and
After you light it up, who's going to pay
Give me a coup, the one who's there falls, the one
Who was there and the one who will be there, the. 10 is fresh, the grass is coming, Washington DC
I focused on mine and I jocie, I put on a mask
I also bucie with a Mexican, I connected
I took a route and shot life with death
I negotiated and your gun got dirty with you waaa hahahaha

Jamby el favo
Juankaa
Codeine nigga
Young kings
The problematicc
Fuck fake music
Codeine nigga
Myke towers
Aaaaaa bullet hahaahaahaaaa
Tell me yeico
Long live drugs, the domain nigga haaa

You know there's no need to tell you
The domain nigga
Tell me domain this is real
Gangsterism and always carrying it like a
Strong one, strong one, the empire of the missions

We're active, fuck fake music, King favo
Hebrew the 3 in 1 killing on the controls
Tell me yoyo flower alley baby
Housol faith whattup
The immortal fame, codeine niggaa
Juankaa pupupupu