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Cobradorez

Bueno como fue ya saben que hoy vamos es por eso
Dedicado a los cobradorez
Empezo desde cero cargando el heavy melo
Tratando de avanzar y tocar el mundo entero
Mucho dinero caminando entre ciegos y
Empezaron los lances dispuesto a tocar el cielo
El vive en un pais donde no se tiene
Salida, donde no hay trabajo ni alternativa
La lucha con su pobreza ya esta
Perdida y tiene que poner en la mesa comida
Soñaba atrapar el mundo con las manos,
Buscaba volverse rico con sus actos,
Decidido a lo que iba una mente como pocas hoy en dia
Crack guen colombianos de bando a
Bando busca fortuna sin mas letras al acto
Un colombiano mas el ultimo aliento
Queriendo surgir o morir en el intento
Un buen elemento sin remordimiento,
Lápiz de la sociedad y todo su excremento
Su actitud un poco esquiva cobrador de la vida en su ruta
Clandestina, su salida su modo de afrontar la
Vida ganadores de esos que no se ven hoy en dia
Cada mañana con la herramienta de
Trabajo, pistolaso para ganarse el fajo
El actor principal de las peliculas
Del mago quietos todos donde vea sus manos
Yo le pido a dios que no pongan
Resistencia, pa pa panico que tengan prudencia
Que me entreguen todo sin usar la violencia no
Quiero apretarlos con un fierro en mi demencia
Preso en una cana por malas jugadas del destino en la trampa piensa
Bien cuando apuestas las cartas por dinero con las ratas encerradas
Lloro en su cinta encomendado a Santa Marta un inicio mas con
Otra banda despues de salir de jaula misio por un cacharro sin balas
Respetos a las bandas de Bogota y el mundo,
Locales e internacionales adrenalina en
Las venas, la vida en el ruedo mundo malo

Collectors

Well you already know that the reason we're here
Is dedicated to the collectors
Started from zero by loading heavy melody
Trying to move forward and touch the whole world
Lots of money walking among the blind and
The deals started they were willing to touch the sky
He lives in a country where there is
No way out, where there is no work nor alternative
The fight with his poverty is already
Lost and he has to put food on the table
He dreamed of catching the world with his hands,
He sought to get rich with his actions,
Determined to do what he intended, a mind like few nowadays
Crack good Colombians from side to
Side looking for fortune with no further action
One more Colombian, until the last breath
Wanting to emerge or die trying
A good element with no remorse,
A pencil of society and all its excrement
His attitude a bit evasive, collecting life in his
Clandestine path, his way out, his way of facing
Life, winners of those that nowadays are not seen
Every morning with the tool of
Work, shooting to earn the loot
The main actor in the movies
Of the magician, all quiet where he sees his hands
I ask god that they don't put
Resistance, so they all panic and are cautious
That they give me everything without using violence, no
I want to squeeze them with an iron bar in my madness
Imprisoned in a jail for bad plays of fate in the trap he thinks
Well, when you bet money with rats locked in the cage
He cries on his tape praying to Saint Martha, another beginning with
Another gang after getting out of jail broke because of a junk car with no bullets
Respect to the bands of Bogota and the world,
Local and international adrenaline in
The veins, life in the ring, bad world