Si no, nos Enfadamos - Gordo Master, Keyo

Si lo que quieres son problems

No me estorbes, piénsatelo bien

Las peleas no nos buenas pero no gustan

Yo tengo un problema si tú lo buscas, ah

Si lo que buscas es sangre

Ponte delante y rézale a tu rey

Piénsalo bien que quieres hermano

Que vamos a lo nuestro si no no' enfadamos

Un joint con Fat Spencer a 40 grado'

Somos buena gente y si no no' enfadamo'

Nos hacemos entender con las mano'

Te dedico es guantón en primer plano

Soy lo más tranquilo que te puedes echa'

Pero en guardia amigo te puedo engancha'

Fekero no pintas na' en pelis de vaquero'

Los malo' se juntan y te dan pa' el pelo

Vale viejo yo te doy un consejo

A estos cabrone' de mala' manténlo' lejo'

La experiencia me da, tengo reflejo'

Ganamos con la edad como el ron añejo

Son de la ciudad y creen que pueden perseguirno'

Porque nuestro rap va mucho más fino

Se astuto y conserva lo' piño'

En tres minutos está' corriendo como un niño

Si lo que quieres son problems

No me estorbes, piénsatelo bien

Las peleas no nos buenas pero no gustan

Yo tengo un problema si tú lo buscas, ah

Si lo que buscas es sangre

Ponte delante y rézale a tu rey

Piénsalo bien que quieres hermano

Que vamos a lo nuestro si no no' enfadamos

Doy tortas como panes, grandes como elefantes

Reviento al contrincante sin guantes

Con solo cerrar el puño ya estás cambiando el semblante

El guerrero en cada track es como Huracán Carter

Mi música impacta en la boca del que pía

Me llaman Fat Spencer, cobra hasta el policía

El kinki es kinki hasta el final de sus día'

Sin trapis tranqui trayendo esta jauría

La melodía del barrio, yo sé pa' lo que valgo

Yo lucho por lo mío y por lo de to’s mis hermanos

Sin recargo, sin pedirles nada a cambio

Sé quiénes son mis bros y lo que no lo llevái' claro

Alargo tu agonía siempre que lo pueda hacer

Siempre sé que voy a vencer, actúo sin cobardía

Siempre está el que va de rey, no tengo ley

Vengo con el Keyence Hill volviendo caras del revés

Si lo que quieres son problems

No me estorbes, piénsatelo bien

Las peleas no nos buenas pero no gustan

Yo tengo un problema si tú lo buscas, ah

Si lo que buscas es sangre

Ponte delante y rézale a tu rey

Piénsalo bien que quieres hermano

Que vamos a lo nuestro si no no' enfadamos

If what you want are problems

Don't get in my way, think about it

The fights are not good but we don't like them

I have a problem if you look for it, ah

If what you are looking for is blood

Stand in front and pray to your king

think about it what you want brother

That we go to ours if we don't get angry

A joint with Fat Spencer at 40 degrees'

We are good people and if we don't we don't get angry

We make ourselves understood with our hands

I dedicate to you this glove in the foreground

I'm the calmest thing you can throw'

But on guard friend I can hook you'

Fekero you don't paint anything in cowboy movies

The bad guys get together and give you pa' hair

Ok old man I'll give you some advice

Keep these bad bastards far away

The experience gives me, I have reflection'

We win with age like aged rum

They are from the city and they think they can chase us'

Because our rap goes much finer

Be cunning and keep the 'piño'

In three minutes he's 'running like a child

If what you want are problems

Don't get in my way, think about it

The fights are not good but we don't like them

I have a problem if you look for it, ah

If what you are looking for is blood

Stand in front and pray to your king

think about it what you want brother

That we go to ours if we don't get angry

I give cakes like loaves, big as elephants

I blow up the opponent without gloves

Just by closing your fist you are already changing the face

The warrior on every track is like Hurricane Carter

My music hits the mouth of the one who chirps

They call me Fat Spencer, charge up the cop

The kinki is kinki until the end of his days'

No trapis calm down bringing this pack

The melody of the neighborhood, I know what I'm worth for

I fight for mine and for all my brothers

No surcharge, without asking for anything in return

I know who my bros are and what they don't have, it's clear

I lengthen your agony as long as I can

I always know that I will win, I act without cowardice

There is always the one who goes king, I have no law

I come with the Keyence Hill turning faces upside down

If what you want are problems

Don't get in my way, think about it

The fights are not good but we don't like them

I have a problem if you look for it, ah

If what you are looking for is blood

Stand in front and pray to your king

think about it what you want brother

That we go to ours if we don't get angry