Tú Y Quién Más - Baby Rasta Y Gringo

Tazmania!

(Wooo!!!)

Cheka!

Valentia, socio!

(Wooo!!!)

«Sentenciados»!

Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir

Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas

Te enseñare, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras

Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir

Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas

Te juro, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras

Ando rebuleando en mi propio canto

Esperando un Crown Victoria blanco para tirotiarlo

Y poner como colador su asqueroso auto, malditos cabrones

Moriran a fuerzas de plomazos

Y en mi mano lo que cargo es la .40mm, tonto

Usa tu valentia contra la mia, bobo

No corras como puta, no chilles como perra

Pa' que puñeta entonces ocasionan una guerra

(Para mi enemigo darle muerte, muerte!)

(Para mi enemigo darle muerte!)

Preparen sus armas, preparen las metras

Llegaron los abusadores, los de la punto .40mm

(Para mi enemigo darle muerte, muerte!)

(Para mi enemigo darle muerte!)

Tu y quien mas podra pararme a mi

Vengan por mi, tengo balas pa' repartir

Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir

Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas

Te enseñare, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras

Tu y quien mas, me amenaza en verme morir

Vengan por mi, no lo pienses mas

Te juro, que si juegas con fuego, conmigo te quemaras

Yo no creo en nadie, ni tampoco en mi madre

Yo le doy dembow a los que traten de amenazarme

Sus amenazas me hacen cafe en las bolas

Y terminaran muriendose en un callejon de Las Monjas

Quien te crees que eres para amenazarme a mi

Ni que a mi, por eso te vas a morir

Yo siempre vivo la vida ilegal

Yo chamboneo la AK, pa' mis enemigos ponerlos a brincar

(Jajaja!)

(Rasta, como los viejos tiempos!)

(Vamos a matarlos!)

Tirenme que me van a sentir

Y veras que igualarme nadie podra

Y si trata de humillarme conmigo moriras

Y sabras que cuando me tiren, del suelo no se levantaran

Como morira, eso nadie lo sabra

Y con mi *ch-chak* en la puñeta quedara

Se arrepentiran, conmigo la pasaran mal

Yo soy un dolor de cabeza pa' los que me buscan

Aqui voy a estar, y no me voy a quitar

Y si te pones en mi camino te voy a pisar

Jodio parasito, de ti no hay nada que envidiar

Mientras tu haces tu fama, yo levanto mi compañia

La mania contra mi te la voy a quitar, con mi mano lirical

Te voy a golpiar, con la cejas partia’s te vo’a dejar

A mi con tu pistolitas no me vengas a amenazar

(Blam, blam, blam!)

Tu y quien mas…

Contra mi…

Desde los 90's cantando en residenciales…

Fumo to' los dias, mato con metales…

Tu y quien mas…

Contra mi…

A quien carajo vas a medrentar…

Con tu noveleo de ganster…

No me vas a eliminar…

Tazmanian!

(Woooo!!!)

Cheka!

Courage, partner!

(Woooo!!!)

"Sentenced"!

You and who else threatens me to see me die

Come for me, don't think about it anymore

I will teach you that if you play with fire, you will burn with me

You and who else threatens me to see me die

Come for me, don't think about it anymore

I swear, if you play with fire, you will burn with me

I'm rebouling in my own song

Waiting for a white Crown Victoria to shoot

And put your disgusting car as a strainer, damn bastards

They will die by force of plumbing

And in my hand what I carry is the .40mm, fool

Use your bravery against mine, bobo

Don't run like a whore, don't scream like a bitch

Why the hell then they cause a war

(For my enemy to give him death, death!)

(For my enemy to kill him!)

Prepare your weapons, prepare the meters

The abusers arrived, those of the .40mm point

(For my enemy to give him death, death!)

(For my enemy to kill him!)

You and who else can stop me

Come for me, I have bullets to distribute

You and who else threatens me to see me die

Come for me, don't think about it anymore

I will teach you that if you play with fire, you will burn with me

You and who else threatens me to see me die

Come for me, don't think about it anymore

I swear, if you play with fire, you will burn with me

I don't believe in anyone, not even in my mother

I give dembow to those who try to threaten me

His threats make me coffee in the balls

And they will end up dying in an alley of Las Monjas

Who do you think you are to threaten me?

Not even me, that's why you're going to die

I always live the illegal life

I chamboneo the AK, pa' my enemies make them jump

(Ha ha ha!)

(Rasta, like the old days!)

(Let's go to kill them!)

Throw me you're going to feel me

And you will see that no one can match me

And if he tries to humiliate me with me you will die

And you will know that when they throw me, they will not get up from the ground

How he will die, no one will know

And with my *ch-chak* in the heck it will stay

They will regret it, they will have a bad time with me

I am a headache for those who look for me

I'm going to be here, and I'm not going to leave

And if you get in my way I'm going to step on you

Damn parasite, there is nothing to envy of you

While you make your fame, I raise my company

I'm going to take away the mania against me, with my lyrical hand

I'm going to hit you, I'm going to leave you with the partia's eyebrows

Don't come to threaten me with your little pistols

(Blam, blam, blam!)

You and who else...

Against me…

Since the 90's singing in residential...

I smoke every day, I kill with metals...

You and who else...

Against me…

Who the hell are you going to intimidate…

With your gangster romance…

You are not going to eliminate me…