100xCiento (feat. Eladio Carrión, De La Ghetto y Wisin)

Everything Foreign, haha
Oh, Puerto Rico, oh
Take it, ma

The day of my luck will soon come
I swear by my people, I swear that one day it will come
And we won't stop, we always knew we'd make it
Even though you haters doubted us, we still made it to the top (yeah, yeah)

My haters are pulling their hair out (damn)
I don't bother, if my dogs travel more than them (damn!)
I've always been a star (damn!), but I don't crash (damn!)
Everything I drop sells like yayo

100% like Big Pun (huh!)
I'm playing chess, they stayed in ping pong (uoh)
N***a, I'm eating well, look at me, I'm fly (krr)
Tie up your shorty, she's loose like Pippen Larsa (b*tch!)

In Humacao, I'm like Messi in Barça (huma!)
Another goal, the note for the kid, salsa
There's no room for fake people around (no!)
I remember when I used to sleep in the studio asking (ee, eh)

When will the day of my luck come?
I swear by my people, I swear that one day it will come
And we won't stop, we always knew we'd make it
Even though you haters doubted us, we still made it to the top

Papi, I'm here to talk to you about 100x35
The birthplace of Maelo, the land of Lavoe
The homeland of Frankie Ruiz
You know we invented the party (Double!)

Mr. W, I'm the cowboy from the Cayey area
Where the culture is tough and the joking is every day
In the 90s, the envious ones didn't give a break
Now we command from the streets of PR to LA

On stage, baby, I never fail (never)
Not even with the crew in the neighborhood playing roosters (you know)
I come from the land of Clemente and Tito Trinidad
Where we break down the door if there's an opportunity (bring it!)

I don't hang out with gossips, zero negativity
Like my mom used to say: Soon it will come to you
Joking around the studios in Carola and Bayamón (uh!)
Now I don't stop making money, I don't get off a plane

Multimillo Records always killing it (Multimillo Records)
And your pockets are still dry
I'm from the countryside, straight from La Base (tell me, Hyde)
This flow isn't created, baby, you're born with it (pa!)

The day of my luck will soon come
I swear by my people, I swear that one day it will come
And we won't stop, we always knew we'd make it
Even though you haters doubted us, we still made it to the top

Light up a Phillie, raise your glass
No one knows the day it's our turn
With no limits, this life or the next
I grabbed the microphone, never let go of the gun, no

Light up a Phillie, raise your glass
No one knows the day it's our turn
With no limits, this life or the next
I grabbed the microphone, but didn't let go of the gun, no

She said: Give me luck, but don't let me go
She doesn't trust men, the piece under the sweater
I'm from the same corner, the beach in front
B*stard, I'm from La Perla, that's permanent

The day of my luck will soon come
I swear by my people, I swear that one day it will come
And we won't stop, we always knew we'd make it
Even though you haters doubted us, we still made it to the top

And we won't stop, we always knew we'd make it
Even though you haters doubted us, we still made it to the top