El Combo Que No Se Deja

Ha ha ha

The vibe is intense
I know you, you're a fake
Your season is over
Now everyone's going to the party
It's my turn at bat
With this beat, I might kill it
Since
I have a little something that breaks them
If you can't handle it, step aside
Don't make me hang you
I smoke with my crew from Wednesday to Tuesday
Enough to mess up your health
I already sold the magnum and bought a full one
Hey, it's 9/4 bonus
You won't get dandruff if you use gono
Since tell them
That we're the ones here
I've been killing it since they were selling cones
Filler with verdolaga, if you don't know, don't do it
Or they'll hit you in the head with a few and you'll shit yourself
If you owe me, pay up and it's all good
And if you talk shit, I'll make you swallow a 100-tooth comb
Since he set the rhythm
I put you in the abyss
I took your kitty and performed an exorcism on her
I brought the evil flow
Partner of the black stamp
Dropping weights like kimbo
I leave you in limbo, bastards come out to the tar
You hear me and quickly get diarrhea
This is my mixtape, suckers come and suck it
When you hear a couple of tracks, you might shit yourself
We're abnormal
And you're a bastard by birth
Ask Vicky in Puerto Rico, I don't lie
Playing rough with the pelko, I have fun
With the AK, I send you hot and take your breath away
If you're disoriented
Come here and I'll guide you
Seven feet under
Six feet under

(Tony Tones)
I don't know, motherfucker
What you're thinking
Many puppets in the street
Many are falling
I keep living
I'm living
I'm living
I don't know, motherfucker
What you're thinking
Many puppets in the street
Many are dying
I keep living
I'm living
I'm living