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Freestyle G

Hicimos líos y corrimos por la esquina
Siempre con los míos mente tranquila
Si no tienes nada, sal y máquina
Un saludo profe, Fina Filipina

Si tu tienes puta, tráela a tu ghetto
Sin problema que no tenga miedo
Jugamos al teto, agáchate y lo meto
Pisas por la noche y sales corriendo

El otro día vi a un secreta en mi bloque
Buscando a quien darle un puto toque
Pregunto, quien eres? Le dije yo no se
Eres ciego o es que no lo ves?

Hasta la puta de tu hermana me conoce
Siempre la recojo después de las 12
Porque sabe que después vienen lo' roce'
Soy mas exclusivo que la Champagne Rose

Me hablas con confianza, como te lo explico
No te confundas no somos amigos
No te confundas, solo conocidos
Perdona manito, llámame Tito

Tu sabes que si, ya sabes que no
A tu padre no y a tu madre si
A tu hermana si, a tu prima no
Que si se lo meto? Dice que sí

Tuve unos líos pero todo bien
Todos los míos estamos bien
Mami si quieres teta yo pagaré
Al doctor, billetes de cien le daré

Si te chivas negro, entonces yo te puyo
Bocachanclas como tu,buen capullo
Tócame soy duro y también chulo
Mami tengo una adicción con tu culo

Cuando me ve se que me prefiere
Porque yo tengo lo que tu no tienes
Cuando le doy yo, se que se entretiene
Marcha para atrás, no quiero un nene

No quiero un nene
Bich, Tito G

Bich quiero dinero por montones
Me esposaron como si fuera Alcapone
Salí del ghetto y de lo callejone'
Si hice algo, no esperes que me arrepiente

Ahora dime tu que vas a hacer
Solo hablas tonterías todo el day
Te vas a morir acumulando hate
Yo solo pienso en money everday

Pa' esos que mi musica no les gusta
Pronto la cabecearan en la ducha
Amistades falsas conmigo no van
Voy para arriba negro no me hables ma'

Aquí el que sigue lo consigue
Lo voy a conseguir no te quiero ver triste
Te dije el que poco habla, mucho exige
Quiero ver tu cara ahora, eso es un chiste

Los que se viraron me lo van a mamar
La gente que habla mucho la voy a callar
No pienso en perder solo pienso en ganar
Y sin aeropuerto Tito G, piensa volar

Es que a ella le gusta lo agresivo
Lo tierno y también lo pervertido
Si quiero dinero, sabe que lo consigo
Puta no me hables cuando sea rico

Siempre tranquilo en mi bloque
Si preguntan el negrata de San Roque
Niños con más huevos que tu primo
Cuando quiero algo voy al paki, al primo
Y te repito

Hicimos líos y corrimos por la esquina
Siempre con los míos mente tranquila
Si no tienes nada, sal y máquina
Un saludo profe, Fina Filipina

Si tu tienes puta, tráela a tu ghetto
Sin problema que no tenga miedo
Jugamos al teto, agáchate y lo meto
Pisas por la noche y sales corriendo

Freestyle G

We made messes and ran around the corner
Always with mine calm mind
If you have nothing, get out and machine
Greetings Teacher, Fine Filipina

If you have a whore, bring her to your ghetto
No problem that I'm not afraid
We play teto, get down and I put it
You step on at night and you run out

The other day I saw a secret on my block
Looking for someone to give her a fucking touch
I ask, who are you? I told him I don't know
Are you blind or do you not see it?

Even your sister's whore knows me
I always pick her up after 12
Because he knows that after they come he 'rubs'
I'm more exclusive than the Champagne Rose

You speak to me with confidence, as I explain to you
Don't get confused we are not friends
Don't get confused, just acquaintances
Sorry manito, call me Tito

You know that yes, you know that no
To your father no and to your mother yes
To your sister yes, to your cousin no
What if I put it in? He says yes

I had some problems but everything is fine
All of mine are fine
Mommy if you want tit I will pay
To the doctor, hundred-dollar bills I will give

If you fuck black, then I'll fuck you
Big mouth like you, good asshole
Touch me I'm hard and I'm also cool
Mommy I have an addiction with your ass

When he sees me I know that he prefers me
Because I have what you don't have
When I give to him, I know that he entertains
Reverse gear, I don't want a baby

I don't want a baby
Bich, Tito G

Bich I want money by lots
They handcuffed me like I was a Capone
I left the ghetto and the alley'
If I did something, don't expect me to regret it

Now tell me what are you going to do
You just talk nonsense all day long
You're going to die hoarding hate...
I only think about money everday

For those who don't like my music
Soon she'll be nodding off in the shower
Fake friendships with me don't go
I'm coming up nigga don't talk to me ma'

Here the one who follows gets it
I'm gonna get it I don't want to see you sad
I told you the one who speaks little, demands a lot
I want to see your face now, that's a joke

Those who turned around are going to blow me
People who talk a lot I'm going to shut them up
I don't think about losing I just think about winning
And without Tito G airport, he plans to fly

Is that she likes the aggressive
The tender and also the perverted
If I want money, he knows I get it
Bitch don't talk to me when I'm rich

Always quiet on my block
If you ask the Negrata of San Roque
Kids with more balls than your cousin
When I want something I go to the paki, to the cousin
And I repeat to you

We made messes and ran around the corner
Always with mine calm mind
If you have nothing, get out and machine
Greetings Teacher, Fine Filipina

If you have a whore, bring her to your ghetto
No problem that I'm not afraid
We play teto, get down and I put it
You step on at night and you run out