Hora De Ganar - Triple XXX

De la calle salí, en el barrio crecí

Duro es lo que viví, tuvimos que sufrir

Vine para ganar, solo pienso en ganar

Triple XXX trae fuego, pa' quemar tu ciudad

Persigo este sueño, bro desde que era un niñato

(escucha) llevo 20 años y aun te sigo disparando

Escupiendo versos día a día demostrando

Siempre desde abajo, siempre honrao y confirmando

Que yo voy multiplicando con el Gordo despuntando

Los que están criticando pa' se están poniendo blandos

Ciencia de la vida nos estamos doctorando

Y en la asignatura calle siempre estamos aprobando

Perdiendo, ganando, sumando, restando

Seguimos calibrando cada línea un memorando

Se esta testamentando cada paso que estoy dando

Sigo transmitiendo calle, sigo registrando hardcore

Salió de la miseria del centro y periferia

Llega la materia, el bicho, la bacteria

Va rompiendo la media con la tribu más seria

S.F.

el pionero está causando histeria

De la calle salí (vine pa' ganar)

En el barrio crecí (vine pa' ganar)

Duro es lo que viví (vine pa' ganar)

Tuvimos que sufrir (vine pa' ganar)

De la calle salí, en el barrio crecí

Duro es lo que viví, tuvimos que sufrir

Vine para ganar, solo pienso en ganar

Triple XXX trae fuego, pa' quemar tu ciudad

Dime ¿dónde está el show?

Málaga te lo da

¿dónde está el sol?

lo llevo a cada ciudad

¿dónde está el don del que presumes man?

Aquí no hay color, no se puede comparar

Cuando el 13 traza el track, traen tremendo arsenal

Atracan con tranquilidad, habilidad y complejidad

Esto es métrica fétida sucia, no cuela ya ninguna excusa

Aquí se curra pa ganar esta lucha

Con mucha constancia con mucha astucia

La calle achucha, no se juzga

Aquí desembuchan las ratas que acusan

Tu no quieras que te abra una hucha

Mi gente no achanta mi clicka te tumba

Soy el notas que mea en tu tumba

Que coge tus hits y en un plis se los zumba

Bonga ganja y millones de escuchas

La X es la estrella que marca la ruta

La X es la fusta para el que se ofusca

La X es la fusca que nunca se enfunda

La voz del pueblo retumba

Los reyes han vuelto para quedarse en la jungla

Bomba de fuego impulsada por ego

Primo tu no vengas a vacilar y respétame

La mierda que hace que encojas los huevos

De la calle salí (vine pa' ganar)

En el barrio crecí (vine pa' ganar)

Duro es lo que viví (vine pa' ganar)

Tuvimos que sufrir (vine pa' ganar)

De la calle salí, en el barrio crecí

Duro es lo que viví, tuvimos que sufrir

Vine para ganar, solo pienso en ganar

Triple XXX trae fuego, pa' quemar tu ciudad

I came out of the street, I grew up in the neighborhood

Hard is what I lived, we had to suffer

I came to win, I only think about winning

Triple XXX brings fire, to burn your city

I've been chasing this dream, bro since I was a kid

(listen) it's been 20 years and I'm still shooting at you

Spitting verses day by day demonstrating

Always from below, always honored and confirming

That I am multiplying with the Fat man standing out

Those who are criticizing pa' are getting soft

Science of life we ​​are doing our doctorate

And in the street subject we are always approving

Losing, gaining, adding, subtracting

We keep calibrating each line a memorandum

It's testamenting every step I'm taking

I keep streaming street, I keep recording hardcore

He left the misery of the center and periphery

The matter arrives, the bug, the bacteria

It is breaking the average with the most serious tribe

S.F.

the pioneer is causing hysteria

I left the street (I came to win)

I grew up in the neighborhood (I came to win)

Hard is what I lived (I came to win)

We had to suffer (I came to win)

I came out of the street, I grew up in the neighborhood

Hard is what I lived, we had to suffer

I came to win, I only think about winning

Triple XXX brings fire, to burn your city

Tell me where is the show?

Malaga gives it to you

where is the sun?

I take it to every city

where is the gift of which you presume man?

There is no color here, it cannot be compared

When the 13 trace the track, they bring a tremendous arsenal

They dock with calm, skill and complexity

This is dirty stinking metric, don't slip any excuse anymore

Here they work to win this fight

With a lot of perseverance with a lot of cunning

The street hugs, does not judge

Here the rats that accuse

You don't want me to open a piggy bank for you

My people do not crush my clicka knocks you down

I am the note that pees on your grave

Who takes your hits and in a plis he buzzes them

Bonga ganja and millions of listeners

The X is the star that marks the route

The X is the whip for the one who is obfuscated

The X is the fusca that is never sheathed

The voice of the people reverberates

Kings have returned to stay in the jungle

Ego-Powered Firebomb

Cousin you do not come to hesitate and respect me

The shit that makes you shrink your balls

I left the street (I came to win)

I grew up in the neighborhood (I came to win)

Hard is what I lived (I came to win)

We had to suffer (I came to win)

I came out of the street, I grew up in the neighborhood

Hard is what I lived, we had to suffer

I came to win, I only think about winning

Triple XXX brings fire, to burn your city