Vacila
Homiecidio Bando
Vacila
[Grafper & Chompa]
The hand up the whole gang
Middle finger up to the police
The hand up the whole gang
Is for my people, chill out, chill out
The hand up the whole gang
Middle finger up to the police
The hand up the whole gang
Is for my people, chill out, chill out
[Chompa]
The music of the Inca plays
Sirens sound
In the fine area standing on Lima Avenue
Lyrics for the whole city
For the blessed with humility
The reality is another note
Chill out, crazy
I don't make mistakes
Let's keep dreaming all over the baroque
Chill out, crazy
I don't make mistakes
Let's keep dreaming all over the baroque
Chill out
Play that match and that rila for me
While the air ventilates the smoke
There's a whole line
Of letters with great flow
Releasing rap at every show (every show)
Chill out, battery
All of Villa María
With fists up
Great assault on the police and yes
I arrive at the comic
Greetings to the people who supported me
What
[Goiko]
The homieclicka is in the house, crazy
Homiecidio bando is in the house, crazy
The H B
The homieclicka is in the house, crazy
Homiecidio bando is in the house, crazy
Without the need for promo
We represent the cono
We are what we are and we grab the microphone
For those who like my noise
For those who support me, for those who drop the patrol
Who come to mess up the tone
One-one, two-two, three-three, four
We come rapping always brother, I win and never tie
I brought rhymes by the dozen
More than two hundred songs from the alleys
So you can chill out for a while
The homieclicka is in the house, crazy
Homiecidio bando is in the house, crazy
The H B
The homieclicka is in the house, crazy
Homiecidio bando is in the house, crazy
[Grafper & Chompa]
The hand up the whole gang
Middle finger up to the police
The hand up the whole gang
Is for my people, chill out, chill out
The hand up the whole gang
Middle finger up to the police
The hand up the whole gang
Is for my people, chill out, chill out
[C.R.C]
Chill out
I'm already on the tenth hit
Where are you at? Do you feel how you rise with the hit?
I'm smoking on the pier
Watching Popeye on the ship
Sounding in solar places and blocks
Okay
I enter
To activate the show
To show flow
For you to go crazy
Okay
I show
What it is to chill out, rap, laugh, flow, smoke
Be crazy all night
Iisssshh
Chill out
The kila has arrived
I put accent to my talent that drips through my body
If the police chase me
Don't believe what you see, raise your hand and chill out, chill out, chill out
Raise your hand and chill out. Chill out, chill out
Raise your hand and chill out. Chill out, chill out
Raise your hand and chill out. Chill out, chill out
Chill out
And light up that hit
[Grafper]
Yiiieee
Give me permission, crazy
I came calmly
And I chill out and get high
When I notice a beat with bass
We're raising the temperature here
Although this beat gets really tough for me
For those who sing to me and sing garbage to me
Here comes the one who really represents real hip hop
New hope the real city
My nigga
Mada faka sack my dick
What do you want me to say
If you want to listen to me, and if not, no one forces you
But I know you'll play it
Because for sure
It will intrigue you
I do represent
Gentlemen, I present myself
Peru on my chest
And for your roof, my armament
Rap is what I bring
Hip hop is what I live
Chill out, my friend, I write what I feel
Yie eeh eeh eh
Putting pressure with the H B
We are four crazy guys putting in work
And that's how I present myself
[Grafper & Chompa]
The hand up the whole gang
Middle finger up to the police
The hand up the whole gang
Is for my people, chill out, chill out
The hand up the whole gang
Middle finger up to the police
The hand up the whole gang
Is for my people, chill out, chill out