Throwing some greens
Shining my jewels
My extended mag is showing
Death to whoever backs you
We run things
Shut down the club
And gangsters, put your guns away
Tie up your girl, 'cause if I see her out
She's gonna get swept away by the wave
We pull up on you with the .40
I'm the one in control
Acting tough, but always keeping a low profile
I don't collaborate because they don't add value to me
I know you drink
I know you smoke
The little jacuzzi with foam is waiting for us
The wolves aren't coming out tonight
I brought down the moon for you
You can't imagine how much I charge
You guys just settle for the leftovers
You're exposed, you can't sell out venues
And we're laughing, smashing stadiums
Plo-Plo-Lead for all the haters
Tic-tac-tic, half a million on the Jacob
Clic-clac-clic, the hitmen are always ready
Got no choice, whoever I want, I take
Smoking in your area without a care
The matching outfits are legit, brother, your stuff is borrowed
You don't know how much I've hustled and watched my back
Rich and depressed, but we're doing great
You guys think rigidly
That's why things go wrong for you
When I retire, we'll send Tobal after you
We rolling clean
We throw you to the caimans
And we iron you out with the Can-Ams
They talk about money and fall short
Come at me, assholes, and you'll dig your own graves
We're ready with hitmen and that's it
Pure sons of Lucifer, you know what's up, pa
Throwing some greens
Shining my jewels
My extended mag is showing
Death to whoever backs you
We run things
Shut down the club
And gangsters, put your guns away
Tie up your girl, 'cause if I see her loose, ah-ah
She's gonna get swept away by the wave, I'll pop the .40 on you, ah-ah
I-I-I-I-I-I don't collaborate because they don't add value to me
I know you drink, and I know you smoke
The little jacuzzi with foam is waiting for us
The wolves aren't coming out tonight, I brought down the moon for you
Off the rebound, I dethroned him and took the crown
I'm always rocking designer with my crew
I made it and set my people right
None of them lack a thing, you can feel the pressure
Throwing some greens, shining my jewels
My extended mag is showing, death to whoever backs you
We run things, shut down the club
And gangsters, put your guns away
Tie up your girl, 'cause if I see her out
Ah-ah
She gets swept away by the wave, I'll pop the .40 on you
Ah-ah
¿Quién escribió “No Me Suman” de Cris Mj?
Cris MJ, Nes On The Shet
¿Quién produjo “No Me Suman” de Cris Mj?
Nes On The Shet
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