Chavos y Pistolas (remix) (feat. Omy de Oro y Juanka El Problematik)

Hahaha
This is the remix
Omeh
They call me, Luar, if I catch you, I'm gonna shoot you
And I'm crazy to catch them, and empty a clip on them, bastard

I don't stop if I shoot (Stop if I shoot, Omeh)
They say I'm high, and am I gonna lower it? Never
Don't fantasize in a weird car (Fantasize in a weird car)
Wherever I catch you, I'll look for you
I don't stop if I shoot (Stop if I shoot)
They say I'm high, and am I gonna lower it? Never
Don't fantasize in a weird car (In a weird car)
Wherever they catch you, they'll look for you (Ah-ah)

My schedule is full from Monday to Sunday (Haha)
Every day in limbo, I don't go out without the two guns like Akimbo (Full)
Sending to the USA, what the gringos like
Keep messing around, 'cause when we catch you, bingo
(Go ahead, send it, send it)
We hit the mark, they're fast, the short and the long ones (Bang!)
They have to respect the ranks (Respect, bastards, ha)
Mine is dispensable, bastard, yours is trash (Ha)
The devils, if I call them, bastard, they give me the order
I'll come out first before they come to hunt me
They see me pass by and don't dare to look at me (They look to the side, bastards)
Although inside I know they want to take me out
They'll be left wanting to get me

I have money and guns (I have money and guns)
And people with balls, the Glocks don't pull themselves
I have money and guns (I have money and guns)
They hit you from below the water so I don't bring trouble
Because there's money and guns (Oh)
Here there's money and guns (Ah)
I have money and guns (Oh)
I order them to take you from below the water, because there's money and guns (Guns')

Remember me? Juanka, binnie blanco, from the Bronx
The guns with a button, all the sticks with transmission (Prra)
I'm behind the mission, like James Bond
The white boy flow like Post Malone
The salsa chef like Eladio Carrión (Huh)
I woke up, in the buildings of the projects (Ah)
None of these are my kids, but I'm the one who raises them
By force, we give rifles and bullet boxes
Here we are like Philip, leaving all the angels without wings
They don't see me like John Cena, Che Guevara in Argentina
I give the order and you fall, and I have a yacht like Pina
In high seas, without shackles, even if I revoke the social
And when I take down your boss, we're gonna pee on his grave (Ah, oh)
They shout the AKs and the ARs, here in PR
With all the wheelers in CRF and XR (Ha)
I kill them from the start, so your gun doesn't jam
And all these green soldiers want to war with the tank (Ah-ah)

What?
Hahaha
Yes
Omeh, Omeh, Omeh
Tre' Letra, La L
Juanka El Problematik
The thickest link in the jewelry
Tell me, Luar
The G4, bastard
The G4, the G4
White Lion
What's up?
Symphonic
Dexian, mera, tell me, G
Here all there is is money and guns to fight with everyone, got it?
Prr