paroles de chanson K Lo K - MRG

Oye Wize
You wildin' for this one
Vamanos
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

When I pull up to the block, watch, hoes gone flock
Ops send shots wanna see a nigga drop
If they want beef never tell no cops
If they want beef give em shells no ta-
Co no no mexicano
But my last name is guzman like el chapo
Only rock Jays if we talking zapatos
Hey Most I got you, tato
Five, four, tres, dos, uno
Bienvenido a mi mundo
That man Guz
He get loose, I got the juice, tengo el jugo
Hey, fuck you and yo bum ass clique
Queens New York - finna run that shit
Life is a bitch don't trust that chick
Ill pimp her out, make her suck this hey!

Oye, oye, oye, dimelo que lo que,('toy chillin!)
All my niggas hungry vamanos a comer, (vamanos!)
Ya be talking bullshit we just be like ole
When we hear ya fronting best believe we gone say, gone say
Dile!

Na you ain't built like that,
You ain't got bills like that, (no sir, no sir!)
Na you ain't built like that,
Na you ain't real like that, (eres pariguayo)
Na you ain't built like that, na you ain't chills like that, (hell na)
Na you ain't kill that track, we don't really feel ya raps, (Hey!)

Yeah I don't switch sides, don't dick ride
Maybe that'll be my downfall
Act the same when I'm all alone
It don't change when I'm around ya
With Aaron when I blow hookah, that's the only time I lounge dog
Dominicano 'bout to ball out, I feel like Karl Towns dog
Ya never really see me out, that's why I look unfamiliar
Ya love to be in the club, popping bottles celebrating failure
I just stay low key, cup full with ice and liquor
Girl don't get too attached, cause I trap souls no Bryson Tiller
Yeah, yeah
Fuck opinones
Me and the squad finna stack these milliones
Hey stack it!
Get off my cojones
Beat is bananas I made it tostones
I whip it!
En la cocina
I used to freestyle en la esquina
Nigga you fake, you made in China
We don't believe you tu dice mentiras, hey!
Pobre diablo...
True to my word if I say it lo hago
Got time for nothing yo 'toy occupado
You just be fronting eres pariguayo
You just be fronting eres pariguayo
Even when you put yo hand on the bible
All of us still gone doubt that shit
Cause we all know you ain't 'bout that shit, oh no

Oye, oye, oye, dimelo que lo que,('toy chillin!)
All my niggas hungry vamanos a comer, (vamanos!)
Ya be talking bullshit we just be like ole
When we hear ya fronting best believe we gone say, gone say
Dile!

Na you ain't built like that,
You ain't got bills like that, (no sir, no sir!)
Na you ain't built like that,
Na you ain't real like that, (eres pariguayo)
Na you ain't built like that, na you ain't chills like that, (hell na)
Na you ain't kill that track, we don't really feel ya raps, (Hey!)