Se Mueren Si Jalan (feat. Franux BB y Mario La Moña) (Whoopty remix)

Peke 77, man'
La Moña ain't holding back
Fra-Fra-Franux BB
The new generation for all the fakes, you know how it goes
Prr, ¡prra!

[Pekeño 77 and Mario La Moña]
They ain't the real deal (no)
They don't stand a chance (no)
They catch me on the street alone and I stand my ground (I stand my ground)
You know, I stand, I stand my ground
I'm the Pekeño (I'm the Pekeño)
And I'm also the one who owns their grave
Bitch, I talk to them like a cemetery (bitch)
The way I take them out, I send them off
So they can talk, so they can bark, so they can bark
E-E-I'm chillin', yeah
With all my homies, yeah
We killin' the beat, yeah
And I'm vibin', yeah (yeah)
If you wanna die, come on (come on)
If you wanna die, come on (come on)
My .40's waiting for them
And my thirty's waiting too
And a 90's waiting for them
And all the heat I got on rent
You know how it is, don’t mess with me
So don’t even try it
'Cause the one who tries knows my .40's got him in sight (prra)
Mami, you know, we’re out here hustling
Always committing crimes for the money (trrt)
This bitch don’t want it, she just pretends
She makes it up, she makes it up
And I give it to her, give her more, I'm the man
I'm the Peke on fire
Wherever you want, here I am

[Mario La Moña]
E-E-They ain't the real deal, I am the real deal
I got the AK and the clips just in case someone steps up (prra)
My crew shoots, they die if they pull (prra)
They ain't the real deal, I am the real deal
I got the AK and the clips just in case someone steps up (prra)
My crew shoots, they die if they pull, bitch

[Mario La Moña and Franux BB]
I got the Sig Sauers, the bitches that bang, brr
I light up the talkers, I got them hooked
With the Pekeño and Glo, cashing in like a boss
We’re the ones making waves, we got a violent swagger
Breaking all the concerts
We’re the niggas tearing up the scene
Two to the face and to the chest (prr)
Envy don’t kill, it’s my bitch that does
We’re burning it down
We’re hitting all those bitches (ey)
I smoke and smoke like a rasta
We got people who kill (prra)
I got the connect in Manhattan
I don’t fold for cash
They cling to fame
I like how she works it
Free all my homies in the pen (ah, ah, prr)

[Franux BB and Pekeño 77]
I’m already fed up with all these kids
Who didn’t live it and wanna tell me (ah)
I said a while ago: We’re in business
If not, your future's black like swans (prr)
If you’re a wannabe, don’t act (pu-pu-pu)
I put Balenciaga in your face
I’m the real deal, no fairy tales (uh)
And it’ll never be from my crew (no)
'Cause my crew goes hard
I’m from the jungle, Tarzan
And if they catch you, bang-bang
Hitting hard and not the cop (cop, cop)
Like cement, like cement
I want poison, waste of time (what?)
Like cement, like cement
The breezes never reach the wind (pu-pu-pu)

[Pekeño 77 and Franux BB]
Grab the antenna (Grab the antenna)
When Peke sounds (When Peke sounds)
This one’s really good (This one’s really good)
And if I do time (And if I do time)
I’ll do it my way (I’ll do it my way; ah)
Born humble (Born humble)
I ran the alley (I ran the alley)
And I’m on fire (Ah)

[Mario La Moña]
E-E-They ain't the real deal, I am the real deal
I got the AK and the clips just in case someone steps up (prra)
My crew shoots, they die if they pull (prr)
They ain't the real deal, I am the real deal
I got the AK and the clips just in case someone steps up (prra)
My crew shoots, they die if they pull (prr), bitch (ah)

[Pekeño 77, Mario La Moña and Franux BB]
Tell me, Moña, the damn party's lit
Gang, gang
Bringing the heat since '99 (okay)
You know, don’t get it twisted
'Cause we’re the real deal, the real deal from the Río de la Plata (DJ Pobvio)
Eh, that’s how it is (what?)
I’m already fed up with all these wannabe fakes trying to act tough
This is all about feeling (you know)
The Southern Cross (prr; Franux, baby, man')
The constellation (Pe-Peke 77, man')
Ah, ah, the new wave (Mario La Moña)

Wuh

This ain't for the softies (or the fakes)
So change the channel (change it now)
We’re the real tigers (we’re the real ones)
None of that with us (prra, prra, prra)
Stop, let them bounce (brr, brr)
They die if they pull (bitch)