Round 1 - C-Kan, MC Davo

Round One

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Estamos de vuelta

MC Davo y el C-K-

Oye, a mí no hablen de la música de barrio, porque a mi en los barrios en donde

me oyen

Oye, a mí no me hables de prender el ambiente, porque siempre soy quien lo pone;

oye

Oye, que las rolas que escuchan tu hyna y tu morrita estos cabrones las

componen;

oye

Oye, y hablando de tu jaina y tu morrita no tengo la culpa de que se enamoren

(Ah; el boss)

Traemos boletos a la verrr-

¿Ya prepararon sus maletas?

El apocalipsis su séptima corneta (Uy)

Seguramente están moviendo la maceta (Ah)

Na' ma' pa' que sepan, el Davo con el C-Kan

Soy (Soy, soy, soy, soy)

El rapero que rompió los protocolos

Wey, ya le cante a las fresas, men, ya le cante a los cholos

Yo, les he cantado rolas y tambien tiros de a solos

Y si se creen muy locos los espulgo y me los rolo

Ocupan de matarme, darme pa' ponerme freno

Y ya muerto voy a sonar más de lo que sueno (Amén)

Que chingon, los morros de hoy siguiendo nuestro barco

Mañana admiraran a un rapero no a un narco

El perro brincando el charco, estos gatos no me engañan (Naa)

Nosotros antier hicimos lo que van a hacer mañana (Ya)

Es King-Kong-Can, changuitos cuelguen del palo (¡Woo!)

Y siganme los buenos que volvieron los malos

Ustedes saben quienes somos (¡Hey!)

Marihuanos en la calle andamos (Oye)

Deternos que nos digan como (Jaja)

Para que no se les haga extraño

Así somos, por ahí vamos

Bien paletas en la calle andamos (¿Qué?)

Deternos no saben ni como (Nel')

Para que no se les haga extraño

Ya saben como somos

Compa traigase otra cubeta

Que esto pa' mí es como jugar la reta

Dando la vuelta a la glorieta en un tronco con paleta

Compa es neta

Todos saben que andamos tras la chuleta

Mientras los que me tiran se la comen cruda y completa

Es el Davo con el C-Kan

No hace falta la versión de otro

Las apuestas de esta carrera apuntan hacia este potro

Andamos como se debe, compadre ya sabes que rostro

O nos odias o eres de los que andan con nosotros

El jale esta hecho tras la feria siempre se anda en acecho

Heridas en el pecho y no de ahuevo por despecho

Quiero a puro cabrón con la visión más alta que el techo

Y asi como esto es un buen junte, entonces mi gente aprovechó

Desde que salimos varios se nos pusieron furiosos

Ya les di pa' abajo y ahí andan en mi Face- de curiosos

Grandioso otro pendejo dandoselas de gracioso

Dios me libre del hipócrita y también del envidioso

Ustedes saben quienes somos (¡Hey!)

Marihuanos en la calle andamos (Oye)

Deternos que nos digan como (Jaja)

Para que no se les haga extraño

Así somos, por ahí vamos

Bien paletas en la calle andamos (¿Qué?)

Deternos no saben ni como (Nel')

Para que no se les haga extraño

Ya saben como somos

Oye, a mí no hablen de la música de barrio, porque a mi en los barrios en donde

me oyen

Oye, a mí no me hables de prender el ambiente, porque siempre soy quien lo pone;

oye

Oye, que las rolas que escuchan tu jaina y tu morrita estos cabrones las

componen;

oye

Oye, y hablando de tu jaina y tu morrita no tengo la culpa de que se enamoren

Oye, David

Nuestros haters van a tener que cerrar la boca, los ojos, la nariz,

las orejas y el cul—pable de todo eso soy yo

Les cayó la temporada de palos

Y les vamos a dar palos por todos lados

El Versus

Sonandola en todo México

Y el MC Davo

Hey, Guadalajara y Monterrey

Cuentales, Davo, cuentales

Este… Me está diciendo el C-Kan que les ofrecería trabajo

Si quieren de carga maletas, acomodando las luces, poniendo el cableado, porque,

no va a haber trabajo pa' nadie en esta temporada

Pa' nadie, pa' nadie

El C-Kan, el Davo

Versus, a ver quien gana, pues

Cha-cha-chau

Round One

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We're back

MC Davo and the C-K-

Hey, don't talk to me about neighborhood music, because to me in the neighborhoods where

can you hear me

Hey, don't talk to me about turning on the mood, because I'm always the one who sets it;

hey

Hey, that the songs that your hyna and your little girl listen to, these bastards

make up;

hey

Hey, and speaking of your jaina and your little girl, it's not my fault that they fall in love

(ah; the boss)

We bring tickets to the verrr-

Have you already packed your bags?

The apocalypse its seventh bugle (oops)

Surely they are moving the pot (Ah)

Na' ma' so they know, Davo with C-Kan

I am (I am, I am, I am, I am)

The rapper who broke the protocols

Wey, I already sang to the strawberries, man, I already sang to the cholos

Me, I have sung songs to them and also solo shots

And if they think they are very crazy, I brush them and roll them

They take care of killing me, giving me pa' to put a brake on me

And already dead I'm going to dream more than I dream (Amen)

What the hell, today's noses following our ship

Tomorrow they will admire a rapper, not a narco

The dog jumping the puddle, these cats don't fool me (Naa)

The day before yesterday we did what they are going to do tomorrow (Already)

It's King-Kong-Can, monkeys hang from the pole (Woo!)

And follow me the good ones who returned the bad ones

You know who we are (Hey!)

Marihuanos in the street we walk (Hey)

Stop us, tell us how (Haha)

So that they are not made strange

That's how we are, here we go

Well popsicles in the street we walk (What?)

They don't even know how to stop us (Nel')

So that they are not made strange

You already know how we are

Compa bring another bucket

That this for me is like playing the challenge

Flipping the gazebo into a trowel log

Company is net

Everyone knows we're after the chop

While those who throw me eat it raw and whole

It's the Davo with the C-Kan

You don't need someone else's version

Bets on this race point to this colt

We walk as we should, compadre, you know what face

Either you hate us or you are one of those who walk with us

The pull is done after the fair is always on the prowl

Wounds on the chest and no egg out of spite

I want a pure motherfucker with the vision higher than the ceiling

And since this is a good get together, then my people took advantage

Since we left, several of us got furious

I already gave them down and there they are on my Face- of curious

Great another asshole pretending to be funny

God free me from the hypocrite and also from the envious

You know who we are (Hey!)

Marihuanos in the street we walk (Hey)

Stop us, tell us how (Haha)

So that they are not made strange

That's how we are, here we go

Well popsicles in the street we walk (What?)

They don't even know how to stop us (Nel')

So that they are not made strange

You already know how we are

Hey, don't talk to me about neighborhood music, because to me in the neighborhoods where

can you hear me

Hey, don't talk to me about turning on the mood, because I'm always the one who sets it;

hey

Hey, that the songs that your jaina and your morrita listen to these bastards

make up;

hey

Hey, and speaking of your jaina and your little girl, it's not my fault that they fall in love

hey david

Our haters are going to have to close their mouths, their eyes, their noses,

the ears and the cul-pable of all that is me

The season of sticks fell on them

And we are going to hit them everywhere

The Versus

Playing it all over Mexico

And MC Davo

Hey, Guadalajara and Monterrey

Tell them, Davo, tell them

This… C-Kan is telling me that he would offer them a job

If they want to load suitcases, adjust the lights, put the wiring, because,

there will be no work for anyone this season

For no one, for no one

The C-Kan, the Davo

Versus, let's see who wins, well

Cha-cha-chau