Voy por Ti - Tempo, Wisin Y Yandel

Yo he crecido entre pistolas

Si eres humilde te digo hola

Como siempre yo ando a solas (Hipócritas!)

Ya llegó la hora

Yo he crecido entre pistolas

Si eres humilde te digo hola

Como siempre yo ando a solas (Hipócritas)

Ya llegó la hora

What, nigga what!

Mi rap latino

Hip-Hop boricua en busca de un disco de platino

Vino Tempo you know me

El mas querido, el favorito de mis enemigos

Hello, hello raperos, hablan los nuevos

Con más tormentosas rimas y liricales aguaceros

Bobos, son rehenes en la guerra, Pina

Tirando con todo se caerán solos

Quieren que los mencione en mis canciones

Pues tomen traidores, y no se equivoquen, cabrones

Mi mente la controla una verde sustancia

Cargo las balas y te apunto de larga distancia

Con un rifle de alto alcance con mira telescópica

Sus rimas no son la gran cosa, hipócritas

Tirando líricas a lo loco, sin lógica

No me conocen, Tempo es a prueba de críticas

Yo he crecido entre pistolas

Si eres humilde te digo hola

Como siempre yo ando a solas (Hipócritas)

Ya llegó la hora

Yo he crecido entre pistolas

Si eres humilde te digo hola

Como siempre yo ando a solas (Hipócritas)

Ya llegó la hora

Yo', imagínate a este pistolero

Concentrándose y abriendo fuego

Son rimas que llenas de veneno

Sacándote fácilmente de tu terreno

Y a la hora de matar este no disimula

Que algo formula, amulas

Que manipulas?

Y te vinculas con tontos abultos

De balas yo tengo un bulto

El rifle esta oculto

Pero has un insulto

Para ver si en el yuqueno te sepulto

Correos está un paseo

Wisin sufre de un mareo

Porque soy es tiroteo

Y que lo veo

Es que cantantes a la hora del saludo

Son buenos y mudos

Y de espalda son los más rudos

Pero si me encojono sudo

Y acudo al ser lo tratable

Destruyendo miserables

Así que no hables

Que tu vida no esta estable

No esta estable, Yo'

Hello hello, raperos hablan los nuevos

Los reyes del nuevo Milenio, con Tempo

Yo he crecido entre pistolas

Si eres humilde te digo hola

Como siempre yo ando a solas (Hipócritas)

Ya llegó la hora

Yo he crecido entre pistolas

Si eres humilde te digo hola

Como siempre yo ando a solas (Hipócritas)

Ya llegó la hora

Supuestamente nuevos, jaja

Estos fueron con humildad, Wisin y Yandel y Tempo

You know me…

I have grown up among guns

If you are humble I say hello

As always I am alone (Hypocrites!)

the time has come

I have grown up among guns

If you are humble I say hello

As always I walk alone (Hypocrites)

the time has come

What, nigga what!

my latin rap

Puerto Rican Hip-Hop in search of a platinum record

Wine Tempo you know me

The dearest, the favorite of my enemies

Hello, hello rappers, the new ones speak

With more stormy rhymes and lyrical downpours

Fools, they are hostages in the war, Pina

Pulling with everything they will fall by themselves

They want me to mention them in my songs

Well, take traitors, and make no mistake, bastards

My mind is controlled by a green substance

I load the bullets and I point you from long range

With a long-range rifle with a telescopic sight

Your rhymes are no big deal, hypocrites

Throwing lyrics like crazy, without logic

They don't know me, Tempo is critic proof

I have grown up among guns

If you are humble I say hello

As always I walk alone (Hypocrites)

the time has come

I have grown up among guns

If you are humble I say hello

As always I walk alone (Hypocrites)

the time has come

Yo', imagine this gunslinger

Concentrating and opening fire

They are rhymes that are full of poison

Easily knocking you off your turf

And at the time of killing this one does not hide

that something formulates, you love

What do you handle?

And you bond with dumb lumps

I have a bundle of bullets

The rifle is hidden

but you have an insult

To see if I buried you in the yuqueno

Post office is a ride

Wisin suffers from dizziness

'Cause I'm is shooting

and I see it

It is that singers at the time of greeting

They are good and dumb

And from behind they are the rudest

But if I shrink I don't sweat

And I go to being the treatable

destroying wretches

so don't talk

That your life is not stable

It's not stable, I'

Hello hello, rappers speak the new

The kings of the new Millennium, with Tempo

I have grown up among guns

If you are humble I say hello

As always I walk alone (Hypocrites)

the time has come

I have grown up among guns

If you are humble I say hello

As always I walk alone (Hypocrites)

the time has come

Supposedly new haha

These were with humility, Wisin and Yandel and Tempo

You know me…