100pol35 (part. Baby Rasta)

She dreamed of making the headlines
Another victim caught in the pack
The whole world knows who did it, but no one saw a thing
Tomorrow I’ll swing by the hood to drop off the cash
The cut for the kids in diapers
The old lady on the corner is barely hanging on
They sent a shot and messed up the walls
But we caught those bastards and flipped their Benz
If you can, you can, and nobody can mess with us
We inspired your movie on social media
Here things move, call the homie to test it out
Since I was 19 with the 9 x 19, if they think they can try
We’re leveling up, let the cops roll
It doesn’t snow here, but we sell snow

From Las Monjas to Bayeta
Charging up
Counting stacks of presidents
Women are alert, on guard
Getting hot on a corner, so damn heated

Here comes the bang
The crew’s armed, back it up
The packs of coke, slow and crack
Move it, move it after you buy

I stir the pot from Carola to Bayeta
The sticks are loaded, counting stacks of presidents
Response bullets, ask about my crew
100pol35, things are heating up

The girls are pouring in, and I hope it doesn’t stop
I forget the bundles in the pockets of my jeans
The route is from Aguadilla to Río Grande
Watch out for hollows that slice and expand
They sell in tens, twenties, halves, thirties
On my waist without a holster, the .40
Just for the homies, we go 50/50
And the minimum to get in on the action is 60
Candy for the girls and the sticks for the boys
They want to fight, but it’s not in their favor
I don’t give a damn where they come from
Let them try, to break in the FN
I want to get off this level
And now even less since I leveled up
It doesn’t snow here, but we sell snow

From Las Monjas to Bayeta
Charging up
Counting stacks of presidents
Women are alert, on guard
Getting hot on a corner, so damn heated

Here comes the bang
The crew’s armed, back it up
The packs of coke, slow and crack
Move it, move it after you buy

I stir the pot from Carola to Bayeta
The sticks are loaded, counting stacks of presidents
Response bullets, ask about my crew
100pol35, things are heating up

I got a stick that if I pull it
You’ll lose the urge to be bad
These bastards front on social media
(Anyone can do that, let’s see when they see us)
Since the 90s I don’t back down, you know who I am
Switched the .40 for a .300 because I lead and go

If you can, you can, and nobody can mess with us
We inspired your movie on social media
Here things move, call the homie to test it out
Since I was 19 with the 9 x 19, if they think they can try
We’re leveling up, let the cops roll
It doesn’t snow here, but we sell snow.