Trueno 24/siempre (feat. El Triangulo Estudio)

Hey yo, it's thunder, man
They seek to have the essence of the guy from the two bridges
You can hear the wu-wu almost always
All those posh people say they're gangsta' but they lie
Motherfucking fake, don't even try
I only have beef with the president's cat

If you didn't live it, don't tell me about it
And if you did, thank your lucky stars
Because the street is hot
After 12:20 with my angelic face
Walking through my delinquent neighborhood

Oh my fucking God, we come strong
Oh my fucking God, let half the continent eat
You who know the truth is that it clenches my teeth
Many feel it but no, haha

Hey, welcome to my game, we're on top
Always dressed rough and it's because I have it tough
Daddy, we meet up in person for the real deal
You be careful that your fake chain doesn't turn into a noose

Now everyone sells, everyone steals
They talk about kilos, so calm, do you feel so cool?
In my neighborhood, guys die for drugs
So think twice before writing for fashion, fake

Rappers don't represent me at all
The kids from my hood would kick you in the face
Fake

Writing basic style and calling it a hit
How nice the plastic gun looks on you in the music video
And those who are truly rap, a lot of people
I wave my dick in the face of the press

They think I'm stumbling, ha, I'm still standing
The cops want to mess with us, but they don't know what
Motherfucker
Through dark streets, little shine

In none but I catch
Crossing the little bridges
If I reply, they take a screenshot
Rappers talk about triggers
I don't have a Glock, I have a pillou

And if my songs go to hell
But that guy wasn't me, daddy, it's a new mind
I know it's too hardcore for my girls
But don't ask me to remove what runs through my ve-ve-ve-ve-veins
I sound flame when I spit phlegm

Like Pity on the bike burning the sixth candle
The freshest in the damn scene
DJ Pela put the beat, Thunder put them in trouble
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