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Ponte Bruto

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Ponte Bruto

Mexicano 777

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Ay, bendito, quien carajo es?
Hello? Mira! DJ Frank!
Qué es lo que hay, papito?

Ven acá, quiénes son los que estan beep contigo, papi?
Estan diciendo por ahí que hay muchos hablando mucha mierda
Queriendo inventar
Pai! Vamos a declararsela! Con el que sea!
Donde sea! A la hora que sea!
'Toy loco por endemoniarme!
La gente pensaron que yo me iba a quedar preso, papi
Eso no es así
'Toy aquí pa' lo que sea, papito
A que hora nos vamos a encontrar?

Yo no me guillo, y tampoco me maquillo
Lo mío al casquillo, nos vamos a cuchillo
Mi pana, lo mío es el drama
Matarte a apuñaladas o picarte en una cama
Carajo, alguien me quiere hacer un trabajo
Asegure su saldero, que en el mío no hay relajo
En el infierno muchos se queman y estan ardiendo
Por estar hablando, muchos ahora se estan arrepentiendo

Negrito, se acabo el relajito
Este demonio no esta fácil
Lo que viene no es bonito
Y ahora que no 'toy preso en esta hora hora
Siente el contenido de la letra abusadora

Ponte bruto
Pa' yo bregar con el asunto
No es tiempo de arreglar
Sino para yo ver difuntos
No la haces, y tu clan no tiene clase
Lo mío es verdadero, es que lo mío tiene base
Ponte bruto
Pa' yo bregar con el asunto
No es tiempo de arreglar
Sino para yo ver difuntos
No la haces, y tu clan no tiene clase
Lo mío es verdadero, es que lo mío tiene base

Yo no nebuleo
Le meto al lindo o al mas feo
Estoy aborrecio, por lo menos eso creo
Papi, te parto el ojo con un lapiz
Demandame si quieres, choteame si es fácil
Pendejo, tirate que esta llanito ahora
Lo mío es picarte, pero con mi liquiadora
No escatimo, al bam bam vino vino
No jodas conmigo, yo me vuelvo un asesino
Endemoniado, le meto duro y bien bellaco
Yo si que voy a todas, llevo años demostrando
Mi cria, preguntenle a la policia
Siete años fugitivo, y yo si que hice de las mias

Ponte bruto
Pa' yo bregar con el asunto
No es tiempo de arreglar
Sino para yo ver difuntos
No la haces, y tu pai no tiene clase
Lo mío es verdadero, es que lo mío tiene base
Ponte bruto
Pa' yo bregar con el asunto
No es tiempo de arreglar
Sino para yo ver difuntos
No la haces, y tu pai no tiene clase
Lo mío es verdadero, es que lo mío tiene base

Si vamos a ver
No tengo nada que perder
La muerte te persigue, y la sangre va a correr
Soplapote, aquí llego el cocorote
Querido de los ñetas, para que no te equivoques
Algarete, con muchos socios, vente y siente
Así que piensalo dos veces antes de tu aquí meterte
Callejero, un hijueputa bandolero
Tu no me impresionas con tu estilo falfullero

Hello? Hey, mamita, que pasho?
Que? Que cuando le voy a cantar a las mujeres?
Le voy a cantar ahora, bebe
Cogelo con calma
Chekeate esto, bebe!

Es que tu me los quitas bien quitados mami
Es que yo se que siempre yo sere pa' ti
Es que si tu me amas yo te amo a ti
Es que nunca habra en el mundo un amor así

Es que tu me los quitas bien quitados mami
Es que yo se que siempre yo sere pa' ti
Es que si tu me amas yo te amo a ti
Es que nunca habra en el mundo un amor así

Yo soy de la calle, no lo niego
Pero yo quiero enamorarme algún día
De un amor que es verdadero
Es que tengo dinero, tengo fama y lo que quiero
Pero no te tengo a ti, es lo que ahora yo anhelo
Yo fui delincuente, fugitivo, estuve preso
Pero quiero demostrarte que he cambiado todo eso
Yo he madurado, he crecido y demostrado que
Todos mis errores en la vida he aceptado

Es que tu me los quitas bien quitados mami
Es que yo se que siempre yo sere pa' ti
Es que si tu me amas yo te amo a ti
Es que nunca habra en el mundo un amor así

Es que tu me los quitas bien quitados mami
Es que yo se que siempre yo sere pa' ti
Es que si tu me amas yo te amo a ti
Es que nunca habra en el mundo un amor así

You know, no es lo mismo decir
I'm gonna kill you
Que decir
Time to kill
You know?
Una vez mas!
DJ frank!
Y el mexicano!
Ya tu sabes!
Demostrando que hay cria y sabiduria!
Pa' todo aquel que quería!
Ah, no se olviden, vamo'a todas!

Quien es que la monta, boster!
Bum-bum-che-kum!
Quien es que la monta, boster!
Bum-bum-che-kum!
Quien es que la monta, boster!
Bum-bum-che-kum!
DJ frank on the mix!
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Ponte Bruto (Get Rough)

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Ponte Bruto (Get Rough)

Mexicano 777

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Ay, blessed, who the hell is this?
Hello? Look! DJ Frank!
What's up, papi?

Come here, who are those beeping with you, papi?
They're saying there are many talking a lot of shit
Trying to invent things
Pai! Let's declare it! With whoever!
Wherever! At whatever time!
I'm crazy to get wild!
People thought I was going to stay locked up, papi
That's not the case
I'm here for whatever, papi
When are we going to meet?

I don't get scared, and I don't wear makeup
Mine is with the gun, we're going with knives
My friend, mine is the drama
To kill you with stabs or chop you up in a bed
Damn, someone wants to do a job on me
Secure your cauldron, there's no messing around in mine
In hell, many are burning and blazing
For talking, many are now regretting

Negrito, the chilling is over
This demon is not easy
What's coming is not pretty
And now that I'm not locked up at this hour
Feel the content of the abusive lyrics

Get rough (Ponte bruto)
So I can deal with the matter
It's not time to fix things
But for me to see dead people
You can't do it, and your clan has no class
Mine is real, mine has a foundation
Get rough (Ponte bruto)
So I can deal with the matter
It's not time to fix things
But for me to see dead people
You can't do it, and your clan has no class
Mine is real, mine has a foundation

I don't hesitate
I go for the pretty or the ugliest
I'm hated, at least I think so
Papi, I'll split your eye open with a pencil
Sue me if you want, diss me if it's easy
Fool, come on, it's easy now
My thing is to chop you up, but with my blender
I don't skimp, bam bam came wine
Don't mess with me, I become a murderer
Possessed, I go hard and dirty
I really go all out, I've been proving it for years
My girl, ask the police
Seven years on the run, and I did my thing

Get rough (Ponte bruto)
So I can deal with the matter
It's not time to fix things
But for me to see dead people
You can't do it, and your dad has no class
Mine is real, mine has a foundation
Get rough (Ponte bruto)
So I can deal with the matter
It's not time to fix things
But for me to see dead people
You can't do it, and your dad has no class
Mine is real, mine has a foundation

If we're going to see
I have nothing to lose
Death is after you, and blood will run
Idiot, here comes the troublemaker
Loved by the ñetas, so you don't get confused
Adrift, with many partners, come and feel
So think twice before you get involved here
Streetwise, a son of a bitch bandit
You don't impress me with your phony style

Hello? Hey, mamita, what's up?
What? When am I going to sing to the women?
I'm going to sing to you now, baby
Take it easy
Check this out, baby!

It's that you take them away from me so well, mami
It's that I know that I'll always be for you
It's that if you love me, I love you
It's that there will never be a love like this in the world

It's that you take them away from me so well, mami
It's that I know that I'll always be for you
It's that if you love me, I love you
It's that there will never be a love like this in the world

I'm from the streets, I don't deny it
But I want to fall in love someday
With a love that is true
It's that I have money, I have fame and what I want
But I don't have you, that's what I long for now
I was a delinquent, a fugitive, I was in prison
But I want to show you that I've changed all that
I've matured, I've grown and shown that
I've accepted all my mistakes in life

It's that you take them away from me so well, mami
It's that I know that I'll always be for you
It's that if you love me, I love you
It's that there will never be a love like this in the world

It's that you take them away from me so well, mami
It's that I know that I'll always be for you
It's that if you love me, I love you
It's that there will never be a love like this in the world

You know, it's not the same to say
I'm gonna kill you
Than to say
Time to kill
You know?
One more time!
DJ Frank!
And the Mexican!
You know!
Showing that there's breeding and wisdom!
For everyone who wanted it!
Ah, don't forget, let's go all out!

Who's the one riding it, boster!
Bum-bum-che-kum!
Who's the one riding it, boster!
Bum-bum-che-kum!
Who's the one riding it, boster!
Bum-bum-che-kum!
DJ Frank on the mix!
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