No Hago Coro (remix) (feat. Ghetto, El Alfa, Nino Freestyle, Bryant Myers, Miky Woods & Secreto)

I don't sing along anymore and why
We started from the bottom
And look at us here with the green
And crowned, how come?
They're feeling the kit (I don't hang out with people)
I have enemies who hate me (yes, me)
Enemies who praise me
They stab me in the back
But they suck me off to my face says
Remix

I don't sing along with anyone
I'm always in my own world
I'm tired of the fakes
Of so many betrayals
And so much crap (Farru')
I don't mess with anyone eh
It's fucking hypocrisy
That's why you envy me
Because I'm real
And I'm protected by
Already ye

I don't sing along with anyone
I'm in my own world
Your women
Want mine
Your pressure
Manito is not mine
You have the pimples
Backwards like mine already
I keep flying without stopping
None of you manin Are nothing
You will never crown anything
You also sing off-key
If you want a crown
What you have to have is Faith
The air in the tires in the cars is weighed
But you don't see it
You fear because they shine and nothing
Of mine comes out the other way
I live stress-free like Curry
In the Golden never fails
A three-pointer

(The authority)
Always in my own world I don't move (no)
I'm tired of being egged on
My loyalty goes above
For how much I don't bend
I don't play (no)
I learned to be alone since Kinder
And to avoid bad vibes
I put my phone on silent
It sounds very real when Nino sings it (you knew)
You are more fake than some J Balvin with white soles
They look for me carte blanche that's why I don't neglect
Since after your name betrayal is your last name
You're pathetic they have more than me and still envy me
They hate me and they go crazy, they make up their dema
They're hypocrites but what bothers me the most
Is that if they're so two-faced at least use two masks
Say it all farru

I don't sing along with anyone
I'm always in my own world
I'm tired of the fakes
Of so many betrayals
And so much crap (what's up)
I don't sing along with anyone
I'm the lonely warrior
And I learned from the plo plo plo plo plo plo
It's what I hear daily
In the neighborhood

Thank you God for keeping me
With my balls in place (ye ye)
To have to deal with so many pigs
I'm always in my corner
I don't mix with just anyone (no)
Respect is paid with respect
To the one who drinks for me
I thank him for life
My brothers are the same
Half of these tough people
My bro' what lasts
The soda from a soda
Bastards are read
They are just friends
Of the benefit that's why they bite
Because I don't sponsor that circus
Respected in the street from the beginning
You see them acting dirty
And then with a pancake face
And it drives me crazy I don't trust anyone
I don't sing along with anyone
They just want to advertise the movie
Look for a forum (so caught)
My bro' not even money tells me how
We're not for terms
Half we are or we are not

Bryan Mayers
I don't sing along with anyone
And I sing to whoever
I shit on the bastards
Gossips and all who believe it
We don't snore but here even the most
Quiet one sprays they are read
They painted themselves real and they're hypocrites
That's why they only see me from afar
Their bad vibes can't touch me
I'm like cacti
Things are not going well for me
I'm doing well son of a bitch
And I did it alone without sucking up
In my own way like cacti
You guys sing along because
You're the same calana
Your clothes are real
You're the chaina
There are many sharks
That's why I don't let go of the cane
And the one from my team put
Because he didn't see me screwed
And that bothers him
We're moving more flour than Aunt Jemima
I'm in the baby blue like the fly North Caroline
They said everything was going to fall apart for me
And we're more on fire than the bulls
From ninety one in the finals

Lara Mercy Gang
And if I have bad oil my bad (balvaro)
If I don't sing along with you anymore
It's because you weren't worth it (you knew)
Farru
Son of a bitch
Here we are or we are not
We gave you wings and you fly away pigeon
That's why they don't last
And in the street they get lead (pu pu pu pu pu)
I don't want to have a Judas
At the same table I eat
It's not that I'm bad
And don't want to deal
But not everyone
Can be helped
Don't talk to me about being real and loyal
If I know that when it comes down to it they'll back out (flow tekashi)
We're firm I never bend
In my own way I always walk alone
I'm street I don't collaborate
But you look for it and I charge you
For mine I always drink them
Betrayal is nothing new to me
What happens bro is that I don't sing along
I don't suck anyone's dick
Pi Ri Ya Ya Ya Farru

I don't sing along with anyone
I'm always in my own world
I'm tired of the fakes
Of so many betrayals
And so much crap (Farru)
I don't turn to anyone
And I don't get along with the majority
Hey look bastard you're fake
And I buy a spray
For your uncertainties
Hey hey

Your job is to sing along with me
Not me with you if
So you get rid of
So you kill yourself Juaquin Secreto
Miky Woods
El Minor millo
This is the Remix
The authority
Don't give me bullshit
Nino Nino Farruko
From DR and PR To the world
There's no mouth
The neighborhoods and the active settlements
The salvation of the nineties damn picket
Ghetto
Sharo Towers
K4G
Frank Miami
Carbon Fiber Music
The Damn Label
Tapia the hitman
Tell me White Star
Lara Mercy Gang
Farru
I Don't Sing Along No
Neither harmony nor highlight