Categoria Cos (Tiraera a Anuel AA)

Happiness
It is everything that is offered without reservation
A flower, a kiss of tenderness, of love
Christmas is everything that makes us remember
That life is beautiful and that December is love

Ho-ho-ho-ho-ho
This year I came early
It's not December, nor summer
You wanted to guayar, so we guayar
You threw me, now hold on with both hands

There is time to learn, there is also time to teach
Time has never changed me, maybe with you it was not the same
Here's the brake, bastard, you never said that God is good
And in Miami you are a mamey, come and snore on the field
This is PR, the blessing, illusion
The island that continues to light up after the Hurricane, bastard
The island you made fun of and took the bait
The same island that will see how I dismantle you
You are going without foundation that you are fighting against the cement
Jesus already called me so that I could be the instrument
He told me to bury you ten feet under the pavement
May Anuel rest in peace, another chota with a document

Here goes the story, this is from me to you
I swear by my children, my house and my three Mercedes
Real Until Death, that's behind the networks
The Yeezys step into PR and you may stay there
You have to think about it to mention AsFar
From Muñoz Marín to Caguas and the central avenue
It doesn't suit you, that I remind you about Jiménez
That's where the roosters separate from all these kids

You made time, you stuck, you screwed up, you babbled
They took your cell phone and you blamed Puchi for it.
You told him that you were going to cover him with the entire case
And now you don't answer him because you're on the hooker
And all your 4-7 are all toys
The more names you mention, the more times you commit
Fucking rat, remember that the monkey dances for money
And that in Carolina the Pirate continues to command, haa=
Prrr

The princi
Real Until Death
The Illuminati
look bastard
Chota

You know this is serious
Right now I'm going for the jokes
You said PR is off and you laughed
You made fun of Santo Domingo, tell Sony
That Anuel does not suck the bug to the Puerto Ricans and the Domis
The extensions, Gina, make her look hot
And he has to put on a mask to sink into the pool
Porqui porqui, he combs his hair forward and looks like a Yorkie
He combs the hood of a Bulky for his back and forehead

You say you're Frankie Ruiz, you mention Clemente
You mention Torres, but you don't send anything to those people
The same ones that helped you when you were starting out
And what is your castle? It's clear, Disney in Orlando
Give me the C, give me the H, give me the O, give me the T, give me the A
What does it say? Anuel Double A

Your songs are a deception, they don't want you in Cataño
The DEA certified him: The employee of the year
He says he's Pablo Escobar, you say you're El Chapo
Bastard, go to Netflix and look for the Los Sapos Cartel
Interesting, this is not from now, all this comes from before
The king of malianteo and I'm not a maliante
I am real and loyal
What are you talking about Aquarius?
Chavo's problems do not leave the neighborhood
Chilindrina, you're muddy, you have the street above you
And you can't talk about Pata without having known about Lima

He snores at the deceased and you mention them all together
My people, this man in his life has stepped on a point
What he does is talk about bugs, milk and his fetishes
You mentioned Chal, he's not dead, he's on the move
From the UMP, from Humacao to Manatí
We already know that your soldiers are the FBI
I don't sell drugs, music is mine, I don't worry
Greetings to Philadelphia, especially to the Cuco combo
My respect Tekashi
Mexico with my mariachis
But your friend snitched, I don't know if you caught me
Versace's Ronca, discriminates even with the Taíno
Then he apologizes, but behind the curtain
The poor

I want to apologize to Taina
Because I disrespected him in the song
I said about AIDS and do what you want to do with your life
I have nothing more against homosexuals
There are homosexuals who are even millionaires
Hahaha, I have no respect for anyone
Drone face, lambe bug

I gangster, you tell me what to do,
We crashed the plane, I parked it, I turned it off
We do a don't fall asleep overnight
And this is ironed Anuel in the power of the week

Exotic tits like the clothes she wears
Moana says he's a captain doing Russian
He takes off his shirt and has to put the babies away
She sharpened her nipples and they look like two bullets FN
You are living rented and the cars are all from Bori
Ask for me on the street so you can learn from my story
Many call me the target, I blank everything I write
Canito sucks the bug and I say it while he is alive
Greetings to those from Baya', to those who are real
To those who do not confuse being real with reality
You have to be realistic, we are not in the Billboards or in the magazines
This is PR, you have to know how to ride on this track

And so that the world is clear
What this bastard does is snore
To fallen soldiers, to dead little brothers who cannot defend themselves
But you don't mention the living, right, bastard?

May Chepi rest in peace, may Correa rest in peace
That's the idea
You added more wood to the fireplace
You mentioned Goyo, there is no arrangement, this is personal
Just like this I can make you four monthly
They tell me the arsenal, the pencil that never rests-revenge
Only God judges me with his scales
It's just that no one has been born yet who can reach me
Whoever wants to fuck with me, in confidence

This is for the hidden eyes, they are warring with the octopus
Anuel, say which ones are yours, take them out of the package
Stream of pigs, for me the only one that works is Frabian
The rest were Puerto Ricans until the day of the Hurricane
Double D doesn't have a girlfriend
suffers from homophobia
You bastard, you can come out of the closet and the thing is obvious.
He acts like a camacho, but when he's drunk
He sends a kiss emoji to the one-armed man from Anacacho
You mentioned Checo, don't lie to yourself Cinderella
After you saw Manati's people and the tools
You called Tornillo, my bad sorry
And they told you baby, hold the pressure

La Taina forgave you, but that's her, not me
You shit on my Mai, you fucked up, it formed
And don't forget that you made fun of AIDS patients
Knowing that there are children who are fighting for their lives
I knocked down your sponsorships, I knocked down your concerts
I warn you, Anuel as a singer is dead
Without a break, from Mayaguez to Atorrey the entire island is represented in
November 16, my concert

Prrr
My reference was hacked, turn around
Forget, let's get this shit out
Anuel, why didn't you say that Correa is a bug smeller when he was alive
Why didn't you say we are going to kill you like Checo?
When Czech was on the street
Huelebicho, what you do is mention fallen soldiers
And he says no, if we go to guayar, we buy thirty sticks
Guayamo with thirty bugs
Mention the bugs that you are saying
Speak to the name smellbicho, you're in Miami
With armed police, to' cagao
Fuck you, valve
Cagao', in PR you are not pleasant, bastard
Let it be known throughout the world
That the chota, the snitch, the toad do not coexist here
Quiet