Ahora Corren

Bad singers, son of a bitch
Ah

Who arrived? Now the fools look at me
They know they can't handle so much flow
Bardero$ is arriving, playing in the first division, showing off
I swear I have a shot for anyone who betrayed me
Tell me who you are, it's pure-pure drug

The MDB arrives, explodes like a molotov
Look at that bad bitch, she wants more Clicqout
Forgive me, daddy, but your time has passed
I'm sorry for you all, but now I'm in charge here
That's why I came
To show you all the quality that defines me
Envy defines you, better not to comment
To be able to come and give an opinion, you have to wear boots

Now they run, everyone runs
We will be more remembered than the date of the towers
The bosses are arriving, making you delay
Counting dirty money, the rumors were true
Now they run, everyone runs
We will be more remembered than the date of the towers
The bosses are arriving, making you delay
And counting dirty money, the rumors were true

I go with the MDB in the spaceship, the party is crazy
We ask for forgiveness, but we take your baby
Ladies and gentlemen, I keep the game with another rap
Like a blessed saint, I remain free, I remain real
They want to lower my style, but it can't be done anymore
Like a nine millimeter, shooting at anything that moves
They must keep practicing to match us
We continue partying with more money and more trouble
We are always on the corner or with the baby in the kitchen
The MDB is in sight, we are kings of Argentina
I'm sorry, baby, but I only love money
I return broken from the tour and a foreign leather awaits me
Oh, damn, Lil Troc, two shots, hip-hop
I get up for the afterparty, the party is over
And me, a son of a bitch, always come back with more dope
And me, a son of a bitch, always come back with two, God damn

I was waiting to go shopping
I ended up waiting in the center with my buddies
For some fool to make a move and make it short
Because I'm looking for money to spend with my mom on the coast
I'm accelerating to the max, I have the cops behind me
Working armed all weekend
Discard the guns along with the tana
Because if I go back inside, the mama dies
Crazy, I have almost no time left, I hang up the calls
I'm thinking about cash, I'm thinking about dough
If I don't go out to the corner, the neighborhood calls me
Because I was born for this, the street loves me
But not as much as I love her, I die in the hood
Take my gun to the grave
The tigers are in the north and Bardero$ in the south
Smoking and counting money, always in that mood
It's clear from afar, that rapper lacks attitude
He lacks too many bars and has too much glamour
I have too much merchandise to fill the club
I prefer to kill your crew in cold blood, sons of bitches

Hey, babe, I know, you got it
She screams at me not to stop, louder, you already know
Say my name, bitch, say what, what
The son of a bitch with too much flow, let's go
I stroll through the center
Drugged, drunk in a slow car
Yours is bullshit, bro, like you
We are ready to take on your crew
I'm looking for flush, nigga, give me the food
Your bitch will listen to me when I play at the club, fool
Young Chilli, Young Money
Your party is shit, brother, we arrive and it gets lit
Kids on the street with drugs in their socks
They're not fools, they have the new boots
Outside there are shootouts, not pellet wars
They put the .38 in your face to get you in line

My mind on money and I walk down the street smoking one
Everyone knows my crew is deep in the game
In the ghetto looking for money with all my crew
Because since I was a kid, I'm an OG, my lungs are green
Also hard-fisted, a couple of grams in the studio
MDB sounding through the streets and everyone
Everything I say is real, all your guys are silent
They can't match any of my group
My mind on money, I walk down the street smoking one
Everyone knows my crew is deep in the game
In the ghetto looking for money with all my crew
Because since I was a kid, I'm an OG and my lungs are green

Who arrived? Now the fools look at me
They know they can't handle so much flow
Bardero$ is arriving, playing in the first division, showing off
I swear I have a shot for anyone who betrayed me
Tell me who you are, it's pure-pure drug