Envidia (remix) (feat. Marcianeke, Vishoko, Pablo Chill-e, Galee Galee y Cris Mj)

Mmm
Marcianeke
Tunechikidd, Pablo
Vishoko, Cri' Mj
Galee Galee is the king
What do they know about remix?
We are the remix, yeah

I bought a .40 full fifth generation
Yakuza Mafia, ShiShi Ganga in the neighborhood
The 'Magic' Flaytes' sounding in all the blocks
With me, son of a bitch, never get it wrong

Soon I'll buy your bitch a Michael Kors
I passed them by, with the most badass remix
Always real, with mine I'm going to get rich
You know, here is Tunechikidd

(Yes, this is the remix)

Fickle' pending to one of my sales
I warned her it would happen to me
Who would say I would reach the goal?
You want them to give you ketamine, go ahead, submit, real

We are the cut, respect that here it's pure the real'
They listen to me in the can, from adults to minors
The traffickers, the thieves, cleaning the money, making the con
We are the best, Jordan in the [?] so you fall in love
My buddy, the chip with chargers (Marcianeke)

They peel the wachas' with the meo back
They listen to me the monrero', gunman', the scammer' and the neck cutter'
I pull from the tussi while I pull your hair
I steal the scene, the hearts'

Thieves die of jealousy, ah
The cops arrive and the Flaytes' on the run
Mandrile' and the minors in the hood greet me
I make your cat get on

So that she comes she asks me for help
I give her a tip and her hand sweats
Loved by your uncle and a couple of vi'o
The devil likes me, but I walk blessed

With you I don't rap if I don't get cash
Talk to me about money that we're active with mine, ah
Clear, buying ketamine in cash

Your boyfriend thinks he's a bandit
Let him tell me his most badass theft
(Marcianeke, ah, ah, ah)

They have jealousy and green neck while I have ice
They are giving zero cut, I have zeros in the account
In the DM a couple of leathers that do what I want
And your bitch from peeling so much that she doesn't even have hair left

I accelerate the na'e, brrum
A couple of years have passed and we're still in the boom
The bitches come in threes, and you know, without tuna
To that logi we prostrate and before I did bang-bang-bang

Pum-Pum for the paws'
I'm not Romeo and I make them dance bachata
I piss on your boyfriend and without painting my paws'
God is with me, they were good with two sata'

And the rats' we hit them with the AK, not the Four Twenty
I'm the most badass pencil
Or ask Ben, we didn't have a penny, I didn't even have enough
They pay me in dollars, in bills, never pennies

Free for Juli, free for Hugo
Free for Joman in the peni
Ah, Pablo (hey, hey, this is the remix)

The one that sounds the most
We fly their paws', those gile' are full of shit
MJ, Yakuza, ShiShi Gang, the same money
I'm with the Magic, you know, we're your dad

They can't handle us, the picket is the one that kills them
All those bitches see me and they all throw themselves at me
You can tell that they all envy me
We arrive at the club and we put our hands up

We walk surrounded by positive people
Walking with real ones, all using metal
Criminal bands fighting, all for the mother
Number 1, you know, motherfucker
Try to count, I'm with my brother Galee

They envy you because they know you're in another league
In the club the chipete is active
Go ahead, baby, you can tell you're damn
I brought tussi, code, mari, so get on top

And those gile' have never been paquea'o
All the bitches want to be by my side
In all the parties we walk without problems
And if we see you we knock you out, yah (MJ)

I have tussi, I have ketamine
If we go out on the street it's to break the club
I'm with the mafia in Chile, taking a stroll through the lleca
A couple of gile' turned around, important, walk dry

With me everyone sticks because I have the rece—
Now we travel with M, with my brother Bryan the BM
We're with all the Magic' and that's why they fear us
In the river installed, here we are all good

Those giles who envy me for having what they don't have
And don't get excited, if you are toad'
We walk the whole band, we look like Chapo's
If we're the rats, we register for the robbery'
We arrive everywhere and with the ShiShi we give it to you (We give it to you ShiShi)

Mera, I'm the concrete of the road
People shout but from the mouth out
As if they knew, as if they were
In the end they don't add anything to me, they just give pity

And whoever throws me the peel', suck, wait outside
Always walking alone, I don't make land
With my brother at 250 in the Panamera
I don't know why it bothers them so much when one improves
[?] To break the club
Money, bad bitch, whatever looks fresh
There are many who climb when they reach the goal
But no one was there when we were in flip-flops

They envy me, don't forget what the Bible says
Cursed is the man who trusts in another
That's why I'm for my family
Today I came to break to update you

Ah, I'm going on a mission, I go masked
I'm going for the million and chargers adapted
Pending on me, they're all going to be shot
They've never been paquea'o, several have—

(With the most badass remix I already took them down
Today thanks to God I'm with the same ones as always here by my side
Either we're going to become millionaires or we're going to shoot you like croma'o
MJ, ShiShi Ganga, the Yakuza, Flaytes Mágico' stuck)

Those who have accompanied me eat by my side
Baby, start moving it to the side
In the club that ass is stuck
I know it grabs everything, they know it's too much

They envy you because they know you're in another league
In the club you're the one who motivates
Mami, come on, let's consume the sativa
Codeine in the drink but get on top

What do they know about cut if we invented the cut, motherfucker
Tell me, Marcianeke
Tell me, Tunechi
Tell me, Vishoko
Ah, the Magic Flaytes'
Gang, gang