Esto Es Real - Baby Rasta Y Gringo, Gastam

Sonic!

(Sonic!)

Tazmania!

(Buddha's Family!)

(Vivetelo!)

(Wooooh!)

Vivete esto!

Illegal Life Records!

(Yeah!

(Vivete esto, pai!)

Esto es real!

(Buddha's Family!)

(Yeah, yeah!)

(Gastam!)

Saca tu pistola, y utilizala contra mi, infeliz

Tu y tu corillo me van a sentir

Yo soy asi, y esta es mi manera de vivir

En el baul de un auto vas a morir

Con la boca llena de moscas en las noticias vas a salir

Ven por mi, tu no sabes lo que es sufrir

Y ver caer a tus amigos guerriando por ti

Morir, ver a sus familias llorar sin fin

Prometiendole a sus madres que esto no se queda asi

Y salir a la calle como loco con dos Perco', y 3 Pali’s

Estoy aca, activao' pa' ti

Esperando que te lambas pa' meterte a ti

Y ven por mi, el de la forty

Pal carajo to’s

To’s ustedes conmigo se pueden morir

Tengo guerra doble con la guardia, y con mis enemigos

El error es que han tirao' y me han dejao' vivo

No me han dao' ni un tiro y ya estan pompiao'

To' estos caripelao’s, si los mios los pillan los dejan pegao'

No quiero lloraera, ahora soporten mi guillaera

Cuando saque pa' fuera un AK Full negra

Y les meta, pa' que sepan que al Gastam se respeta

Dile a tu gente que no se metan, o

Mis sicarios van a darte la combi completa

Van a matarte con AK, con rifles, o con escopetas

Ustedes a mi no me meten las fecas

Yo soy el Gastam del area sur de Ponce, pueta!

Yo soy asi

No cambiare mi forma de ser

Pudranse, yo vivir y morir

(Cuando Dios diga…)

Yo soy asi

No cambiare mi forma de ser

Pudranse, yo vivir y morir

(Cuando Dios diga…)

La calle esta mala, y lo que me controla es la marijuana

Ando con 2 pistolas, con los bolcillos llenos de balas

Hay guerra en to’s lao’s, por eso es que ando escamao'

En la Vitara negra, y los cristales tintiao’s

Aunque ya tengo a mis enemigos setiao’s

Los sicarios activao’s, esta todo controlao'

Pero hay que tener cuidao'

Porque yo estoy en la mia parao'

Con los de Catao y Bayamon repartiendo el bacalao'

Oyeme, Baby Rasta, tu estas activao'?

(Claro que si, Gastam, y hasta Gringo esta activao'!)

Como suenan las pistolas

Y ven caer sus cuerpos en camara lenta

De esta nadie inventa, la muerte es fea

Hablenme claro, y sean sinceros

Esta cabron ver a tus matones disturbao’s por el miedo

Que feas se ponen las cosas cuando los mios los esten siguiendo

En su propio caserio, huyendole a los mios, sintiendo escalofrios

Que te vacien un peine en la cara frente a tus panas

Y tus vecinos te cierren la ventana

Y ahora nadie sale en tu defensa

Tratastes de esconderte, y te cerraron la puerta

Y de esta nadie te salva

Tus propias amistades te dieron la espalda

Cintas amarillas rodiados de guardias

A este lambebicho lo velan con la caja cellada

Yo me quede con las ganas

De darte unos pocos mas con la .40mm de Baby Rasta

Con este nadie relaja

Y al que se ponga bruto se muere en la raya

Yo soy asi

No cambiare mi forma de ser

Pudranse, yo vivir y morir

(Cuando Dios diga…)

Yo soy asi

No cambiare mi forma de ser

Pudranse, yo vivir y morir

(Cuando Dios diga…)

Sonic!

(sonic!)

Tazmanian!

(Buddha's Family!)

(live it up!)

(Wooooh!)

Live this!

Illegal Life Records!

(Yeah!

(Live this, pai!)

This is real!

(Buddha's Family!)

(Yeah, yeah!)

(Spend!)

Take out your gun, and use it against me, unhappy

You and your corillo are going to feel me

I am like that, and this is my way of living

In the trunk of a car you are going to die

With a mouth full of flies on the news you're going out

Come for me, you do not know what it is to suffer

And see your friends fall fighting for you

To die, to see their families cry endlessly

Promising their mothers that it won't stay like this

And go out like crazy with two Perco's, and 3 Pali's

I'm here, activated for you

Waiting for you to lamb to get into you

And come for me, the one with the forty

Pal hell to's

All of you with me can die

I have double war with the guard, and with my enemies

The mistake is that they have shot and left me alive

They haven't hit me even one shot and they're already pompiao'

To' these caripelao's, if mine get caught they leave them stuck'

I don't want to cry, now bear my guillaera

When I take out an AK Full black

And I goal them, so that they know that Gastam is respected

Tell your people to stay out, or

My assassins are going to give you the complete combi

They will kill you with AK, with rifles, or with shotguns

You don't give me fecas

I'm the Gastam from the southern area of ​​Ponce, bitch!

I am so

I will not change my way of being

Rot, I live and die

(When God says…)

I am so

I will not change my way of being

Rot, I live and die

(When God says…)

The street is bad, and what controls me is marijuana

I walk with 2 pistols, with my pockets full of bullets

There is war in all Lao's, that's why I'm scared

In the black Vitara, and the tinted windows

Although I already have my enemies setiao's

The hit men activated, everything is controlled

But you have to be careful

Because I'm in mine stop'

With those from Catao and Bayamon distributing the cod'

Hey me, Baby Rasta, are you active?

(Of course, Gastam, and even Gringo is active!)

How do guns sound?

And watch their bodies fall in slow motion

No one invents this, death is ugly

Speak to me clearly, and be honest

This bastard to see your thugs disturbed by fear

How ugly things get when mine are following them

In his own village, fleeing from mine, feeling chills

Having a comb emptied in your face in front of your panas

And your neighbors close the window

And now no one comes to your defense

You tried to hide, and they closed the door on you

And nobody saves you from this

Your own friends turned their backs on you

Rhodium-plated yellow ribbons of guards

They watch over this lambebicho with the cellada box

I stay with the desire

To give you a few more with Baby Rasta's .40mm

With this nobody relaxes

And whoever gets rough dies on the line

I am so

I will not change my way of being

Rot, I live and die

(When God says…)

I am so

I will not change my way of being

Rot, I live and die

(When God says…)