Ronca

(Snore!)
[Testing]
(Snore!)
Eliel, do you hear me?
Eliel, do you hear me?
Millions of copies sold
still hot
All sold
Snore, Eliel
[Yeey Yeeee]
The best DJ of the reggaeton genre
The best song of the reggaeton genre, "Ronca"
(Don, Don!)
[Woooo]
The best artist of the reggaeton genre in your hands
(Snore!)
(You know!)
(Grrrrrr....)
Simply the one who speaks with his hands
(Snore!)
(The best paid!)
The most decent
The world has known your music
(Snore!)
(Don!)

Snore, hit the Tonka
You are better note for note
Give them what makes them excited
And it drives them crazy
Eliel, snore, hit the Tonka
You are better note for note
Give them what makes them excited
And it drives them crazy

Bring out the symphonies
That the bionic rapper let go
The most sold with a historical record
And tactical tricks
I'm going to take out plastic bags
To sweep away all those pigs
They think they are practical

No one is going to war
What they do is border
With me they don't look for anything
They are feces
No one is going to war
What they do is border
With me they don't look for anything
They are feces

(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
[Zion Baby]

(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
[Don]

(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
[Hector the Bambino]

(Wooooh...) (Snore!)

Eliel touches you, snores, hit the Tonka
Shut the mouths of all these soca'
That are outlined, and their letters suffocate
Tell him that with us 'so into coke
One hundred thousand battles, and we remain undefeated
Half a million copies of the same album sold
I notice you are surly, throw yourself off a cliff
'We are ringing the kings of Puerto Rico

No one is going to war
What they do is border
With me they don't look for anything
They are feces
No one is going to war
What they do is border
With me they don't look for anything
They are feces

(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
(Wooooh...) (Snore!)

Snore, hit the Tonka
You are better note for note
Give them what makes them excited
And it drives them crazy
Eliel, snore, hit the Tonka
You are better note for note
Give them what makes them excited
And it drives them crazy
Grrrrrr

(Ha ha ha ha ha ha!)
I leave you crazy, you all pull away
They border and are my reflection
As the old man kills them, they all look in my mirror
Play with me and play with your skin
I leave you crazy, you all pull away
They border and are my reflection
As the old man kills them, they all look in my mirror
Play with me and play with your skin
I am the baby
Héctor, the father, fine gangster
Platinum record producer
I'm right, I'll eliminate anyone who gets licked
I mix music with street, how I combine them
I don't lose the thread, I am a double-edged razor
The one with the cake without selling kilos
Eliel, snores
[One million records sold*
I'm hunting with the Tonka
[They called him Hector the bambino]
Eliel, snores
[The best producer of the reggaeton genre]
I'm hunting with the Tonka

Snore, hit the Tonka
You are better note for note
Give them what makes them excited
And it drives them crazy
Eliel, snore, hit the Tonka
You are better note for note
Give them what makes them excited
And it drives them crazy
[Zionnn..]

No one is going to war
What they do is border
With me they don't look for anything
They are feces
No one is going to war
What they do is border
With me they don't look for anything
They are feces

(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
(Wooooh...) (Snore!)
(Wooooh...) (Snore!)

The reality of the matter
They call us the fantastic ones!
Hector, the bambino!
Zion!
Don Omar!
Eliel!
Nesty!
The master mind!
Escobar!
Alex 'Gargoyle'!
Mario!
Letting us feel!
Snore!
We snore because we can!
Because we are the owners of the genre!
The owners of the genre
If you snore
Hold on, hold on
If you snore
Hold
(Don!)
Hehehehe
Snore!