Party de Gangsters (feat. Callejero Fino)
Gonzalo Nawel
Gangster Party (feat. Callejero Fino)
Gonzalo Nawel
From Villa Argentina
The guys from the Corner, man
Spark, candies, and smiles
You know, buddy
Pay attention
We came to the party to spend a lot of money and make noise
Women who want to have a good time, come with me
We kicked Cupid out with shots, this is allowed
All good, but tomorrow we won't even see each other
So come on, come on, let the bottles rain
And let's toast to her, don't stop dancing
If we talk about metal, we have a couple of them
To wage war against all the feds
We are the ones who don't buy
The ones who have the money, the ones who support the takeover
We make the girls climb on the speakers
This is a gangster party (Gangster)
This is a gangster party, pure delinquency
Go for it, baby, tonight is for mischief
Move your body and forget about the problems
Because then we continue with the afterparty
Tussi, keta ready to keep the party going
We spend like a hundred and something every weekend
But we do a job and it's triple what we earn
We're not afraid of getting caught
Underage partying
From North Zone to South Zone
Your wife, two vermouths
A purebred, never blue
The latest scream of glamour
I invited her for a snack and she asked for yogurt
Me dodging controls doing parkour
Making money on the street, I'm crazy about tourism, it sounds
She's moving her body
If she's horny, I'm horny, start with shampoo
So come on, come on, let the bottles rain
And let's toast to her, and don't stop dancing
If we talk about metal, we have a couple of them
To wage war against all the feds
I'm so good that sometimes I get bad
Don't tempt death, you might hit a wall
There wouldn't be Escobar if there wasn't a Gonzalo
And if they want to find us, we'll go look for them
And if we cross, we crash
And without brakes, we accelerate
If you want war, think about it
I never lose, I win
You can have many friends, but I have brothers
Watch out that they don't drop you
To the field the tough guys, to the boat a couple of holes
I want to be a millionaire without taking the cashier
I wish they paid me to put out trash
I know many throw at me, but at the same time they fear me
We know that on the street we are the most wanted
In this life, no one is free from sin
We're here to support our legacy
The fools die foolishly and we keep winning
Walk straight, it's not convenient to mess with me
Or you'll make the .380 go off with you
I carry a backpack, guess what's inside
What a shock you'll get when the .22 goes off
So come on, come on, let the bottles rain
And let's toast to her, don't stop dancing
If we talk about metal, we have a couple of them
To wage war against all the feds
We are the ones who don't buy
The ones who have the money, the ones who support the takeover
We make the girls climb on the speakers
This is a gangster party (gangster)
Pay attention
For the tough guys kisses and for the fools bursts, bitch
7-2-3
Sincerely
The Millionaire Band
Tell them, Gonzalo
From Villa Argentina
The guys from the Corner
Danilo Montana
Facu