Burlao (remix) (part. Almighty, Noriel, Yovngchimi, Baby Rasta, Lil Mighty, Warboy, Austin San, SLAYTER y Michael Florees)

(And it doesn't matter who hasn't arrived or who left)
(I keep hustling, even if I have extra cash)
(We’re B-U-R-LA-O, LA-O)
Yeah
With everything I got, why look to the side?
Dude, I’m already burlao, I’ve never backed down from anyone
Been breaking through since before, I’m not turned off in this
If I ever get locked up, I got all my people by my side (the official remix)

And it doesn't matter who hasn't arrived or who left
I keep hustling, even if I have extra cash
We’re B-U-R-LA-O, LA-O
Dude, we’re B-U-R-LA-O, LA-O
In Peru and Callao

(Aha, La Maravilla)
I still remember when I asked God for this (yeah)
I never stopped hustling, and it finally came through (haha)
I’m really burlao, raking in millions with my voice (yes, sir)
The first remix with my son, Bryant asked for both of us (wuh)
And I kill it wherever I go (ouh)
These dudes want to fight but they don’t have anyone to fight (no)
Damn, what a mess, I got them suffering from wear and tear
Fake gangsters don’t even step on the island to play basketball (yeah, normal)
You feel me, my nigga? Always got the heat up (prr)
I can’t kill the league, dude, I am the league
Since I started, I said: They gotta suck my dick
Legends never die, and they can’t kill me (haha)
I’m Arca, dude, prra

Yeah, that’s how it is, and I’m the backup plan (prra, pa)
These dudes are biting because I overshadow them (yeah, yeah)
Since I was born with greatness, I signed a contract (yes, sir)
Look at me now, pockets fat even if I’m skinny (cash)
Whenever I step out, I got a wild flow (showing off)
When I step out, even the tough guys calm down
I roll with solid people, I don’t hang with snitches (no, no)
Wherever I go, I move like a boss (ey, yeah)
I roll with the Grim Reapers like Billy and Mandy (aha)
My crew’s got tools, and they’re not Handy Mandy (not Handy Mandy)
How the hell are they gonna stand next to me? (How?)
If I’m B-U-R-LA-O (yeah, haha)
LA-O (LA), your bitch asks, and I give it to her on the side (yeah)
Crazy for the diamonds, shining like a lighthouse (crazy for the diamonds)
X5, I don’t stop at red lights (I don’t stop), yeah, uh, uh

(‘Wait, papi, Austincito, give me a break, Auh!)
And I keep my big gun, two clips under the couch
And in my jeans, two more clips, I’m not Omar but I got the gift
Before, you’d see me on the street and I had to look good
Now you see me on the street and I look like a boss
I’m a boss and it’s crazy, I feel like a real boss
I’m ready to kick down doors without being in Japan
The artificial intelligence wants to sue me
Because Arca has a flow that’s impossible to imitate, yeah

And it doesn't matter who hasn't arrived or who left
I keep hustling, even if I have extra cash
We’re B-U-R-LA-O, LA-O (hey, we’re the ones who kill the demons, okay? Tell them!)
Dude, we’re B-U-R-LA-O (the Wolves), LA-O (prra!)
In PR (haha) and everywhere, and everywhere (this is Baby Rasta, dude)

If in wars were rings, dude, I have more than Jordan
And a bunch of crazies that I call, they report in a flash (wuh!)
Neither the new nor the old can stand me
Because I’m still the same spoiled brat that was born and raised in Las Monjas
And I’m burlao, I don’t talk just to talk, I speak with actions
And anyone who’s bothered can step up and face me
With all of you bragging, there’s nothing I haven’t done
I don’t look to the side, so get the hell out of my way (rra!)

(Ah, No-No-Noriel)
Respect and loyalty are two things that can’t be bought (aha)
Remember, it’s about carrying the weight, not just shopping (hahaha)
A couple of mine have turned against me (you know)
But I’m gonna keep stepping on them until my heart breaks (prr-prr)
With the same ones from scratch (always), I die with them (aha)
You’re like nerves, one scare and you turn traitor (boo)
I don’t trade respect for money (never), son of a bitch
I’m like D-O, for the streets I got the serum, and tell me (wuh)
Count your blessings and realize, then tell me who you count on (tell me)
I’ve done a thousand things that don’t get counted (shh)
Try to swim against me and then tell me how it went
The last one I was missing died without realizing it, and that’s it (prr)
We came out of the old agreements
And now, even if I’m mismanaged, I’m not going back to being poor (never)
If your memory fails, let me remind you
That here are the sons of bitches, the verse of Danger, Mynor, and Siervo

(Good Intentions)
The envy is so strong
Thanks to God that mercy is holy
Seven times the righteous falls and eight times he rises, ah, oh
I’m like Krusty, burlao
I’m really tired of putting in work and leaving them parked
Many have copied me, they’ve imitated me
You’re waiting to be stalked because it doesn’t look good to be stolen (oh-oh)
Saint Peter blesses the one I’ve given it to (amen)
I got a chip on my laptop, codes hacked
I’m Neo from the Matrix, and I’m already free
And I roll with Trinity the Trinity everywhere (alelu)
Mere, son of a bitch, I’ve cried (you know?)
I’ve been let down, and when I could’ve charged them, I stayed quiet (shh)
I sent for death with the one in charge
And life came to me because I was never one to borrow (never)
I have the same heart, and I’m diamond-studded
I’m worth what I weigh in gold, dude, that’s what I’ve fought for
I sent what I’ve sung, and what I’ve chanted, I’ve preached
That’s why if Christ comes, I’m going even if I’m snatched away

And it doesn't matter who betrayed and showed themselves (ah)
I started cutting heads, now I’m the boss
We’re B-U-R-LA-O (Lil Mighty), and the glory is God’s
Millo Gangster Club

We’re burlete, we don’t play, but there are toys
I’m protected by the 3 7s
It’s crazy that I roll with stars at 17
And my mind is only set on the money
Lifted from the ground like a rocket
The weed this one smokes has me laughing, I threw the cap
I’m graduated, got a high score, I’m wild
And to the girls, like a horse, I give it a whip (whip)
I catch the queen and checkmate, a lot of codes, I’m hacking
We plant panic like carjacking
The hood with the strap without the jacket, the tickets cashing checks
I got Almighty like Bryant since he was a kid with [?]

I’m burlao so the snitches don’t slip in
You don’t make one even if I blend you in a blender
They called me from the morgue, that I killed you, and there they’ll watch you
I’m riding the donkeys down the road to Bethlehem
I got the formula, Verstappen, with the black Draco
On the track, I tow them like Mate
I leave them smoking like vape
And there’s no one to rescue you
Killing them since ’19 like Mbappé, ah
I scored, sliced the cake, had nothing like El Chavo del 8
Laughing at the system with all the cars law 8 (Carolina)
If I don’t give you a shot, pig, I’ll chop you
Wheeling the YZ, we’re 8
I don’t roll with insects
Making cuts with bodies like in the butcher shop
Who would’ve thought my life would be like this (the kid)
In my waist, an armory
I give a jump and they come out tomorrow in the new day, ah!
(Michael Flores, you hear me, lambebicho?)

(¡Rra, rra!)
With the-With the-With the Mexicans crowning the front (the Mexicans)
300 to the white and the nail isn’t in the bumper (in the bumper)
With my killers smoking inside the bunker (inside the bunker)
I’m not a stepper, lil nigga, I’m a stomper (I’m a stomper)
Tell me Ñengoso (bitch), we arrived on the bikes and they’re nervous (nervous)
Because I got a crew, they say I’m a mafioso (baby father)
Since they don’t have, you know, they’re jealous (glizzy Gvng, son of a bitch)
The 300 Blackout, I got an AK all rusty (¡rra, rra!)
I watch out for the cops and the DEA (the DEA)
19x and VV, we made the belt (the belt)
We sell the glocks wherever (ah-ah, the Glizzy)
The demons from Santurce live flow San Andreas (the gang of the Glizzy)
In Lloren Torres we live flow GTA (¡rra, rra! The devils of Lloren)
Drug dealer, high profile, heavy weight (glizzy Gang, bitch)
We got the movie on play (it’s The Money Wayy)
In the lambo capsuleing through LA (through LA)
Masked up in the Nike ski mask (ah-ah-ah, the ski mask)
Off-White, we don’t roll in white tees (in white tees)
Black boots, the four negry black tee (black tee)
We shoot a movie, I’m not Spike Lee (¡rra, rra!)

(Yeah)
A smack for those who don’t listen
For your wake, kisses and hugs
Who doesn’t make way gets a jump (prr)
Addicted to war, I don’t make peace
Mine fall at your place like in Warzone
Dude, I crush you like Super Mario
I catch you at the Texaco, drag you out by an arm
I catch you at the sumi, send you to the helmet
I keep watching the case, you’re not my lawyer
To the toughest bitch, I fuck and don’t hold back
I never get stuck when I pull it
They see me in the club and their drink flips (ha)
Dude, I’m burlao, you’re a joke
A new rifle, changing clips with my left hand
All my people run in line, you’re a curve
I send from afar, my rifle has a scope (prr)

Give me a break, now it’s Millo Gang’s turn
Break it, Warboy

(Warboy)
Let them go, I don’t lose them
And especially since Mynor gave me the deal
And he’s investing because multiplied by a hundred, I return it
I spend words and the plans mount the memories
And those who laughed at me, I laugh at them today but from the salary (call now, go ahead)
I knocked on a thousand doors that were never open
And I’m surprised that today they’re making me offers (ah)
The negotiations with me are dead
And I don’t fall even if I walk with loose Timbers (tell me, Almighty)
Throwing shots, no reports (none), because
Since I’m burlao, they want to get pregnant by me to take me to court (forget that)
To live off what I export
And I don’t have rings but it’s the Lord so he can be the one to escort me (brr)

Ey
They throw fire, but they freeze if they have to hit Myers
They underestimate and to hit you, I don’t have to be street (eh)
I got money and balls to give the green or get in like Edgar to Valle
Dude, the detail is that you live hidden, there’s no one to find you
Soon you’ll fall at the first that hits you
You’re parked, you have a lien, I’ll hit you and I’ll record myself
I’ll dig a hole to throw you before the bullets bury you (ey)
Yeah
Dude, I’ve been burlao for ten years
No matter how much they’ve stolen from me, I became a millionaire anyway
They’re the keys I have, not the doors they’ve locked
It’s not the dark nights, it’s that my light hasn’t gone out, and (dude)
You’d want to be the trapper of trappers
Throwing hundred dollar bills at the Milloliseo, hehe
Dude, what a joke
The last one to brag to me got punched but badly

And it doesn't matter who hasn't arrived or who left
I keep hustling, even if I have extra cash
We’re B-U-R-LA-O, LA-O
Dude, we’re B-U-R-LA-O, LA-O
(In PR and everywhere, and everywhere)

El Mynor, the trapper of trappers
Millo Gangster Club
Tell me, Búho (La Maravilla)
Tell me, Arca
Tell me, Austincito
Tell me, Almighty (Almighty)
Lil Mighty
Baby Rasta, Noriel
CHIMI, Slayter
Tell me, Warboy (Warboy)
Tell me, DJ Nelson
Tell me, Apu
Zoprano
We’re burlao, you’re a joke, bitch
Millo Gang
Mvrder Gang, shit
Búho
My-Myers, damn, tell me CHIMI (the devils)
Free CHIMI, yeah
Glizzy Gang, Mvrder Gang, Millo Gang
The Ninjas
Tell me, Liiro Demon (Michael Flores, you hear me?)
Tell me, Búho
Yeah