Ta' Cabrón El Himalaya

There's nothing more gangster than taking care of your old man
If anyone can carry guns and knives, it's any idiot
Keep the traitors, backstabbers, and snitches far away
Success turns people against you, wise advice
I cash a check, head straight to the real estate
Cash another and look for a Mercedes at the dealership
An extraordinary whore in the back seats
The envious are watching who you're with, where you are
Some shaved heads with chains who chill like Buddha
I know what I'm talking about, bro, like Pablo Neruda
I have a couple of lost souls that need help
Or I'll throw them the GPS in case they have any doubts
Don't forget I break you with a screenshot
They were dying to be in my corner holding the towel
But they know they won't make it, so they throw and miss
And at the top, I don't hear you, the Himalayas are tough
While you make my mom curse, the new king is proclaimed
The ladies increase at the foot of fame
I put on Nike gear, my bass is in pajamas
If I catch you on the street, I'll restart your program
My flow comes strong with the mind of an obese
Like a fat guy at McDonald's for a triple with cheese
I exceed the speed limit without excess
The models charge me a toll, I pay with kisses
In the streets, they lost their souls, so innocent
Meanwhile, the devil in the lungs of my people
In the rich, in your family, in the famous, the homeless
And lurking around the nose of the president's friend
Drugs everywhere, even if some don't want to see
But we're clear that money is power
If I succeeded as a rapper, I had to struggle
I never threw, never sucked up, let alone had to sell
How did the kid from the block light up a genre?
If I were in your place, I could also be offended
Years go by and the players have to understand
That crime is in the first division and made them descend
I put on Freddy's mask and we go out to hunt
The three kings have arrived, gifts with Balthazar
We lit a stick, they started to pray
The bad boys land, the game is about to begin
From Argentina to P.R. and from P.R. to the United States
This bastard didn't even have the balls to steal from fear
The family is calm because my dreams have come true
The gun to your face and whispering: I bet
I throw a call, so don't make a mistake
I fly a kite and the movie turns into horror
Here, bastard, no need to say who's the best
If no party works for you, relax, I'll bring you a treat
I ended up being everything different from what you said
I caught with a full pocket and a lot with an empty belly
Among artists, they speak badly, they flirt, oh, what hypocrisy
Why should I turn on the tunnel? If mine is poetry
I have lyrics to spare and if I share, it's everywhere
The thong is transparent under yesterday's dresses
If someone comes with more money, they stop being loyal
And you know what? The more crosses, the sweeter the honey
Mom left [?], I set the level on the field
Those who don't know how to play see me from the stands
Your satellites arrive faster than broadband
The microphone and the ball don't get dirty with drugs
In the Ziploc go the flowers, the missiles for the towers
So many rapper kids, I invite them to the baby shower
I'm surfing the wave like Otto in Rocket Power
If envy doesn't kill them, they turn around with the hour
The genre needed a bit of thuggery
Many are for the shovel, few for the talk
I'm Carlitos Roberto, on the left it's in Aramaic
I take the women from the club as trophies
Your ropes may be thick but your flow is weak
You may be very famous but my coat dances for you
The panties down, hands up, this is a hold-up
And we kidnap your crew, I made monkey soup
I made the thuggery sound here, the damn founder
I tried the vito and they stayed like the Christ the Redeemer
From so much cable they smoked, they cut EDENOR
And they were left without light to be good writers
I'm Diego Armando Maradona, they want to hang on to this
As things are going well now, bad people hate us
For the Barça era, Xavi passes to Iniesta
We expect two bonbons in the country who want a party
You stole about a hundred from me, the intention counts the same
You can't psychoanalyze the one who sits you in the chair
If we're all smart here who's in charge of the session
The wild dogs have arrived, mommy, caution
I'll have it by my side, like a narco with a goat horn
Since everyone stepped on me, briefcase with cash
On top of a Toyota, any kid is troublesome
Argentina never dies as long as Zara remains alive
I walk on the mud road, I walk on the asphalt road
If in your comfort zone they respect me, your high ranks
I came like Michael Jordan, killed the league in one jump
Any rhythm they put on me, any rhythm I break
They need their champagne to put a drop of evil
If they catch me, they stay like the Statue of Liberty
I'm the iceberg, the mess, black, you won't sink me
They don't catch you in your quota, it's impossible to confuse me
They call me big-headed for having a little money
When I started six years ago singing with three visits
The effort, the failures, and the perseverance needed
To succeed as a good man and not cry like a little bitch
You send me the impression and I'll pay for the cover
So you see, real gold and don't get confused
Your man doesn't make her fall in love because he doesn't undress her
In fact, I lend you my Glock and keep the mini tunda, prr