El Combo Me Llama (Remix) (feat. Benny Benni, Pusho, Daddy Yankee, Cosculluela, El Sica y D.Ozi)

Listen Segi

This is the Remix
The combo keeps calling
The puppets can't stand the wait
Even the cats are showing off
Once again breaking the road (hahaha)

Or maybe it comes out in August
They say my pencil is the most everything
Everything after this remix
Dad raise the costs for me
There are people ready for me
That I say I don't know
It must be because of the group
That there's more pork than in cost

We have the combo
We fear no one
That the street is ours
That we already know
We spend all the asses
We drink all the bottles
That my life is in danger
Even in the square we put you

The abnormal
This theme is really going to sound
Like when Hector parted ways with Don Omar
Like Santa Cos
Like Titerito
I'm like D. O guilty of all the crimes

The world is yours
You saw it in the Montana movie
The doctor told my mom
In the sonogram
Ma'am come here, look at your son
I don't believe it, he's 5 months and he's flipping me off

We're in the movie
The kids, the chotos and the tits
Drums are not seen, they're fake
I leave the fear in the drawer
Everyone's a jerk

We're in the movie
The banshees, the forty tequilas
The minors are 270
That's why nobody invents at the disco
So pay the rent

The boss of the route
On the street they don't take my magnifying glass
Making tickets easily
The bus has a p***
In beautiful island, your house leaves no trace
But in Coleman's fed
They have this star son high

They hear me and the urban big shots hide
You all run all this, but in two deaf flip-flops
I walk with my brothers, I don't mix with partners
For the chocha it's the helmets, they don't sell party liner

It's the same, the bastard who when he hit
He put to work without rest in the studio all
The jump courses, lower all weekend for the popsicles
I'm not a chapter, I'm the whole series

We're in the movie
The kids, the chotos and the tits
And I never let go of the tool
I blow the mask off the ghost

The one who enters making noise has arrived
The explosive waves of sound
The voices pass through doors
The verses explode ears

I am the projection of everything you've never lived
The star actor, Robert De Niro

My gangsters are elegance
Addicted to short distance shooting
And if you stay alive even in the ambulances
We surround you and turn you around
What we start we finish
And we go to your mom's house
If we don't find you
Stop the listeria
They say it every day
But the instinct to win runs in the blood
The bitten people voice if it were 80 things of mine
But hoarse from tough in my themes
And no one disputes it, don't make me lose my place
And pass by your block
Throwing pique that your Indians are leaving with the chief
There's no one here that the flow crushes
Sica Mr. Consistency
The one with rhymes with gum flow

We're in the movie
The kids, the chotos and the tits
Drums are not seen, they're fake
I leave the fear in the drawer
Everyone's a jerk

We're in the movie
The banshees, the forty tequilas
The minors are 270
That's why nobody invents at the disco
So pay the rent

Listen, paint, remove the auto tune
And leave me the delay
What they do in one song
I do in a 16
I always lie down and wonder
Why they call me the king
And it's because I'm like LeBron
Superior to the NBA

The high, whoever can't handle the pressure, pack up
We're below zero and they're without a jacket
I don't lose my balance
Get out of that aluminum mess
That's why they shoot regularly
I always shoot premium
What happened, I'm still alive
There's always death when I write
From superintendent, my order an operation
From the alley, to the Miltons
We don't owe a fifth, you with whores
I with the hotties in the Hilton
We're in a caravan, it smells like bugs
Behave well
Because if you act up we'll take your [?]

I promise you new shorts
New rifles
New tricks
The new candidate
This is the end of the campaign (Pusho)

I'm with mueka black and red combined
Like Jordan and Pippen for Chicago time

I'm with mueka, black and red combined
Like Jordan and Pippen, yehh

Little boy what are you doing
The henchmen have arrived
They say Coscu is surely making the passes
Too much from inside
Inside that's a minute
I don't sing for money, bastards, I enjoy it
This is my hobby, don't try to galdiar Coby
I stay in a motel, women fill the lobby
Point 10 with the watson, the tic and the endo
They raise my pressure but I feel great

And he says, one two, two
Testing I'm going down
From New York to Orlando
In a mysterious car, in the trunk a couple of things
If they catch me I don't want free Coscu
Give me the cell

Skate, let my businesses walk
Born and raised in the city of crime
35x100 we keep living well
Jesus is with me
Against me tell me who boy

You know who's the boss man (boss)

I am a product of the most dangerous streets of Puerto Rico
I have them locked up like the devil's dandruff for the mouth
Swallowing bitter among the clouds of the New Pol penitentiary
They see me killing time with my Rolex and Hublot
I am the stampede of being in the world getty my petty (cash)
I throw it in the air and it looks like confetti
Even (...) image is lacking money
You form a riot when you see me with the group

Move on, tell me Benny
These people look for work there at Denny's
Go to the plaza and open the line at Foot Locker
I'll go and pay for the sneakers
Oh, maximum leader (eeny, miny, moe)
Who wants to be bullied like in Guantanamo

We make the rotors dance with this ripper
If you take out the griffin and empty the full clips
This verse is on a mission to change your panorama
I'm the first to leave
That's why the combo calls me (DY)

The Princi
The celebrium
The mueka and Farruko
The toothache
And Farruko, D. O the one in control
It's Sica
Cartel where the fuc*** story is written
White House
Rotweillas Inc
The operating room, SK Records
Carbon fibre music
Always fresh
Don't be fooled DY (tell Benny)

Segi the surgeon
Heard, how we change the monotony
Musicologist
Menes
Tell him blunt
Emil
Fabian
We're at home daddy
65 and aim
Haha, free oski
The new anthem of the street daddy
We didn't miss a line here
Haha, the one who writes the most
The mess
Tell white [?]
Haha
Freetimemania.net
Haha
Segi, the monotony is over
The genre is yours
Canalesc