¿Quién Eres Tú? (feat. JC Reyes)

May God give me light, I already shot to kill
If they want to kill me, I don't know who you are
Give them two kicks, if they mess up, that's not the attitude
There are fifty too many if they come heated

And I bring out the boom-boom
If it's not going to arrive, run and zoom in
May God give me light, I already shot to kill
If they want to kill me, I don't know who you are

Give them two kicks, if they mess up, that's not the attitude
There are fifty too many if they come heated
And I bring out the boom-boom
If it's not going to arrive, run and zoom in

I bring out the boom-boom, no problem, we see each other
I don't think and the demons come to me
I go down lightly and we leave just the same
Crashing the car and throwing it at you

That's why I never get discouraged
Always focused on money, I continue
I climb the stairs for a seventh
You already stayed behind, not worth a penny

And I quickly spent 20k at the store with the Mastercard
[?], I'm going for an AK
Come on, move it over here, if you [?] over here
Street and don't stop, [?] and we don't have to rob

We just crush through the pack
Attentive to the thugs in case one pulls a stick on us
Attentive to the guard so the cow isn't thin
(Attentive to the guard so the cow isn't thin)

May God give me light, I already shot to kill
If they want to kill me, I don't know who you are
Give them two kicks, if they mess up, that's not the attitude
There are fifty too many if they come heated

And I bring out the boom-boom
If it's not going to arrive, run and zoom in
May God give me light, I already shot to kill
If they want to kill me, I don't know who you are

Give them two kicks, if they mess up, that's not the attitude
There are fifty too many if they come heated
And I bring out the boom-boom
If it's not going to arrive, run and zoom in

Who the hell are you? Son of a bitch, nobody knows you (knows you)
Suck eggs, all your shit comes out
If we stop you with the twelve
At night we hunt you down

I'm with a couple of gypsies who don't even believe in the Devil
I opened a point of lard in the little birds
To get rich from fentanyl and the junkies (and the junkies)
I'm hustling, making money

You have to look for the daily bread
I always have a gun hidden
For anyone who wants to cross the line
(You talk a lot in the songs but you're scoundrels)
When they see me face to face, they just greet me and suck it

May God give me light, I already shot to kill
If they want to kill me, I don't know who you are
Give them two kicks, if they mess up, that's not the attitude
There are fifty too many if they come heated

And I bring out the boom-boom
If it's not going to arrive, run and zoom in
May God give me light, I already shot to kill
If they want to kill me, I don't know who you are

Give them two kicks, if they mess up, that's not the attitude
There are fifty too many if they come heated
And I bring out the boom-boom
If it's not going to arrive, run and zoom in