Dan Dadda

Sinfonico came back so you know hahahaha
Sinfonico!!!
You
Hahahahahaha
Open up the channels
So the torque can be felt
Hey
The poulak!!!

(Nengo Flow)
Breaking the limits
The balance is too stable
He who fights, achieves
Hope is way above
Pure gunfire
The AKs sew you from neck to arm
I don't get tired with anyone
Make way for the beast
We're in the streets messing around with the mixtapes
Those burning league Sinfo with Ñengo and Jhon Jay
Now with Poulak
Melting the consoles
Like hurras bastard it won't sound on the radio
But let them fuck themselves
Who the hell stops us now
The lead storm will reach you at any time
No discussion, you want problems
Better not move, bastard
My nigga focus fire for the big mouth

Hey Sindo hahaha
The beat is too strong
No need to boast, we have to show who the fucking real G 4 Life is
You understand me
The real gangsta rap nigga
Haha
Representing what the true street is
You understand me, including the kids who don't know
The true school is back
Polaco let them know how you feel so the pressure is felt

(Polaco)
I destroy them without a nebula
The fucking owner of the rule
You don't touch me with your incredulous lyrics
I make them scream
I make them scream like whores
And Sinfonico on the track that electrocutes little pigs
Three seconds to die
Two seconds to feel
I have them close and in a second they burst
Rappers are found in the selling
Because Polak and Ñengo return and represent
Maiii
Here's where the tickets run
Lower the bottles
Let the strippers come
We dismember like Jack the Ripper
That's why there are twenty stinkbugs tangled from the zipper

(Nengo Flow)
I shoot for the hoops
The car stops, I stop them right away
I climb on the hood
And I smear it, keep it evil
They combine crossing the border
Cargo of pure drugs with those from outside
They want trouble, so take it
And whoever shows up dies
They're supposed to suck us off
For being the founders
Of the real, the Nebusave was attacked
(and the leader of 107 thinking I won't let them mess with me)

(Polaco)
I'm still addicted to the trigger
Rapping, I die undefeated
Smoking cripy I've won 25 thousand conflicts
Rappers
I kill them without a disc
We gag them and throw them off a cliff

That's Tartarus, okay
The Undertaker
Fulete fulete fulete
La Fama Records
Ouhhhh
DJ Dicky you
Hahahahaha
Yes yes yes yes Sinfonico
Sinfonico
Hey Poulak
The Undertaker
What's up
Every time we record, bastard, no one's playing here
You know it
Explosive combination 2010, you understand me
Ñengo Flow
The real rappers
The ones who bury the fucking
And walk with DJ Dicky
You fly
Haha fly
Tell the kids this is the second one
And they already smell dead
Hahahaha
Hahahaha
Yes really
You understand me
When they file a complaint against us
Hahahaha
Polaco what's up, bastard
We're gonna mess up in school tension
Hey, this is your mixtape
Bastard
Tito G
My nigga
Hahahaha
Hey Yum
Ehhh there
Tell them we're at the control tower, it's not a joke
Hahahaha
You wriles
Sinfonico Sinfonico Sinfonico
Let them run now, the terror is back, mind-blowing so you know if they get involved
We're gonna park them
And we're gonna break the emergency