La 40

I am a special edition 40 Glock (40 Glock, 40 Glock)
I am a special edition 40 Glock

Many giants, many, many dwarfs
It all depends on who holds me
Theirs is slow and my hand is of 30
Good night, the forty has arrived

Many giants, many, many dwarfs
It all depends on who holds me
Theirs is slow and my hand is of 30
Good night, the forty has arrived

I am a special edition 40 Glock
The best of my series by my credentials
Getting fast is optional, you pull the trigger and
It goes straight to the spiritual world without touching the hospital

I have the best record, you take me out and
Routine lights up and they go into fetal position if they spot the
Problem, let me know, I'm underneath the shirt, crazy to
Shout at someone today you left with the breeze

My cousin the 9 little gun keychain
From a cowboy and me giving fire under a downpour
Changing more clips than ten barbers in the hands of a
Gunman, aoh

Bad reputation to whoever holds me in their hand, the street calls him
And she programs you
That this man looks in the eyes when it's fired
The chest, the abdomen, the face, the face, the face

Bad reputation to whoever holds me in their hand, the street calls him
And she programs you
That this man looks in the eyes when it's fired
The chest, the abdomen, the face, the face, the face

Many giants, many, many dwarfs
It all depends on who holds me
Theirs is slow and my hand is of 30
Good night, the forty has arrived

Many giants, many, many dwarfs
It all depends on who holds me
Theirs is slow and my hand is of 30
Good night, the forty has arrived

The owner of hatred shot for his times
They mounted a couple of accessories on him and he carries more stories

Of fire than ten demons, the AK the surgical lady
After she breaks them, tell me who embalms them

Whoever has her even feels like he loves her
The power of her impact brought him fame among
Jamaicans 380 marginalized on the path from the abdomen to
The heart carried bullets of road runners

The 45 pulls like a truck transmission
And sounds louder than a guitar at a rock concert
The demon I don't give a fuck
I, I, I keep sounding like a 40 Glock

Bad reputation to whoever holds me in their hand, the street calls him
And she programs you
That this man looks in the eyes when it's fired
The chest, the abdomen, the face, the face, the face, the face

Bad reputation to whoever holds me in their hand, the street calls him
And she programs you
That this man looks in the eyes when it's fired
The chest, the abdomen, the face, the face, the face, the face

Many giants, many, many dwarfs
It all depends on who holds me
Theirs is slow and my hand is of 30
Good night, the forty has arrived

Many giants, many, many dwarfs
It all depends on who holds me
Theirs is slow and my hand is of 30
Good night, the forty has arrived

Eme music presents the tough ones
This chapter is controlled by Santana
Sinfonico, Emil

And the moral of this story is about
That no matter how many accessories they put on the bull
It's still the same, a bull

So, tell him to marry me in any hamlet
Near them, ask Pacho
Replay the wolves coming soon
Kendo the tough coming soon, coming soon
That he finds you with a mango in the street, takes out
The stick and makes you jump like a toad

I already told you
I'm carrying a 30 hand, sincerely, the forty