Ganga (Young Kingz version)

(Lanalizer got the fire)
Invoicing money everyday, yeah, yeah
We're invoicing money everyday, everyday
(Easy Money, yeah)

Walk with the gang or walk alone
I always have all the accessories on me
I'm a legend like 2Pac and Notorious
I'm going to make millions with my repertoire

I've sworn to God, if it's not Dolce, it's Dior
In front of the guards is where the blunt was lit
I've never been on the losing team
My new baby is much better than the previous one

Hey, what's your gang, Chícola's?
Mine is using trucks to hunt, sports cars to show off
If I tell you how much I charge for a feature
Your face will be disfigured

Greetings to the Blo, the Krep, the Trinitarios and Latin Kings
To all the people who listen to me and feel like delinquents
I nail the bitches and block them like Shaquille
Lately I've been into those who aren't made here

Baby, I'm with my gang
Everywhere, I'm respected by those in charge
I don't care who you are or who you're with
All mine are always active for whoever wants to lick

I've been crushing these bastards for a long time even in their own songs
It will never surprise me if some singer betrays me
I keep doing the same thing, but I sound on all the stations
If I give the green light, anyone who shows up will fall

They've been copying since they wondered how I did it
The Draco makes them dance flamenco like Rosalía
If I didn't give the codes, what would you do?
I hope God multiplies what you wish for

I don't suck up to anyone, that's why you don't like me
Without trying to overshadow them, I always take care of it
You keep begging and looking for features
I'll sign new talents like Farru' in Carbon

I'm the evolution of Ñengo and Coscu', nigga, fuck you
They're putting batteries and I'm charging for world tours
Bastard, my movie isn't on Netflix or Roku
I talked about this shit with Correa inside a Lotu'

This is PR., the packs and the flat caps
The dick is sucked and they pretend to be friends
All of you are fake and I know well what you're up to
Ask about me in Caimito Quintana

Rest in peace Boss, Sin Home Man and also Juan Llano
My crazy ones are still active and they arrive if I call them
My gang is a family like Los Arellano
Invoke the Young Kingz with the symbols in their hands

Yeah
Caimito Quintana forever, yeah
Greetings to all the neighborhoods and the settlements worldwide
(Lanalizer got the fire) to all the sectors, to all the communes
Yeah, let it run

Easy Money, baby
Especially to the Puerto Rican mafia

Yeah, yeah
Easy Money, nigga
I'm going to say it here
Easy Money, baby, coming soon
Yeah

To all the fans, a gift
And now let's move forward and talk through music, okay?
Through music, let the music speak
Don't ask for my number or send yours
I'm not interested

Easy Money, nigga
Yeah
I even rhyme that
Yeah

Young Kingz, baby

I've never denied being street, bastard
The street loves me
How? How?; yeh-yeh
Easy Money, baby, coming soon

(Lanalizer got the fire)