Llegamos a La Disco (feat. De La Ghetto, Baby Rasta & Gringo, Kendo Kaponi, Ñengo Flow, Farruko, Kyza y Arcángel)

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Baby Rasta y Gringo, Kendo Kaponi, Ñengo Flow
Farruko, Kyza, Arcángel, De La Geezy
Come on!

We arrived at the club
You know this is lit
Women, hands up, that's mine
A couple of krippy blunts, again (we went far)
We're already in the club
Many bottles, a very rough crew (let's go!)
VIP, lots of skirts, lots of g-strings
This is the most badass combo ever seen, again (los De La Nazza, pri-pa-pa-pa-pai!)

We arrived to break it down, looking very elegant
The club shines when the diamonds sparkle (Ñengo Flow, hey, yo)
I know the girl wants fire, she's getting really demonic
If you see us spending bales with Daddy (aha)
Everyone to the party, let's break the club down
Kitty, let her be caught in my area, I'll confiscate her

We went out on the street and took everything (ha-ha)
We went to the club and ended up with two (ha-ha)
The kitties want Ñengo so he can give them everything (ha-ha-ha-ha)
And if you fancy yourself a clown, well, we'll give you the crop (prr!)
The kitties want Ñengo so he can give them everything
And if fancy yourself a clown, well, we'll give you the crop (real G, fo' life)

We're still on fire, the kitties want fire (ha-ha)
And you know very well that I'm not here for games anymore
We're still on fire, the kitties want fire
A little heat, mami, and we'll see each other after (Arcángel)

Look who's here, it's me, the owner of the party (let's go, come on, ha-ha)
Daddy Arcángel (me): Mr, Cash-and-Carry
Always active (yeah), I don't like slow (no)
With a flow purer than the Cali coke (ha-ha)

I can't fit one more stamp in my passport (no)
Spending and making money is a sport for me
Without editing it, we give it hard to whoever gets clumsy (prra!)
Backward thrusts, hammer blows and punches (okay)

And we're tough, we don't play (no)
We counted a couple of thousand while fucking (yes, sir!)
Very strong, partner (you know), without going to the gym
Distributing reggaeton from Puerto Rico to Peking (phew!)

Am I wrong? Friend, you're being misinformed
Don't you see how crazy I am? (Ha-ha-ha)
Don't you see the bullshit that I'm displacing? (Vroom)
You imagine it, but you don't know what we're charging, prra!
(Ching-ching, woof!)

There is still a full Moon and we're going hunting (Farruko)
Ah-ooh, get active, single ladies, we're all going over there (one, two, three, let's go)
The whole crew enters the club, and already everyone knows who's arrived, whoa-oh
The kittens come quickly and they stick close, because they know who it is, whoa-oh (de La Ghetto, let's go!)

We arrived at the club
You know this is lit (nice! Eh)
Women, hands up, that's mine (go)
A couple of krippy blunts, again (prestige)

We're already at the club (come on)
Lots of bottles, a very rough combo (you know who we are)
VIP, lots of skirts, lots of g-strings (you're not for this league, daddy)
This is the most badass combo ever seen, again (prra-prra!, let's go!)

I'll take four babes to break the disco
I'm looking for a little she-wolf with Aletta's body
And the way you dance, that's how I am turned-on
Your kisses taste like mint to me (ha-ha)

I'm with the RIAA, The Wizard, in case they invent
With Kendo Kaponi, Gringo and my. 40
I kill them with El Cangri, the owner of the printing press (the Boss)
We're the tough guys, so pay us the rent (okay, woo!)

We have learned to play with fire
You want fire? Fire, hot fire we'll give to you (ha-ha)
Feel the intensity that sends you to the heavens
We'll put it in, we'll knock their brains out (the Wolves!)
Gringo, eat them!

Abracadabra, and bend back
You love the way I stroke you
And in front of your boyfriend I steal you
I'm down with the lyrics, The Magician, your guy is a lazy one

Los Rompe Discotekas are now called Los Lobos (ow!, ha-ha, let's go!)
And we are lit
Whoever doesn't chill with us is fucked
I'll give him two crosses and finish him off on the floor, boy
You are my sons
The duo of the story has arrived, Baby Rasta and Gringo

Kyza, to the club with the Goodfellas
Lots and lots of rosé and thirty bottles (kyza)
An ounce of kush, I smoke it all
Musical Massacre, nightclub takeover

Shorty, hands up, she likes my badass flow (yes)
You want more swing, don't worry, I'll give it to you (okay)
I do the perreo (oh), so that the trunk is felt (wooh)
And I play dumb, a pitcher like Randy Johnson (nah)

A strong style, homie, what you think? (What you think?)
I think I'm Will Smith, they call me the Fresh Prince (sup?)
But get confused, and I'll give you the clip (shh-shh)
And when you see the flash, it's not the camera, click!

Team captain, a young Derek Jeter (yes)
De La with the cake, Alex Rodriguez (ah)
Don't touch me, I'm going above an beyond
Kyza on the track like a bomb on Hiroshima (hands up, let's go!)

We arrived at the club
You know this is lit (eh)
Women, hands up, that's mine
A couple of krippy blunts, again

We're already in the club
Many bottles, a very rough crew
VIP, lots of skirts, lots of g-strings
This is the most badass combo ever seen, again (Kendo Kaponi, Los Lobos!)

(Los Lobos) I have more than a couple of parties that overflow
I even had the Hayabusas painted by Jordan
You already know, so that when you see her you can identify her
Let's see if they're brave and melt me (ha-ha-ha-ha)

They say I'm lacking (let's go again)
And I'm so badass that I'm going to get into the microphone booth
And my Pro Tools gets stuck (tell him, Luían)
She says to me: Damn, give it to me hard on the floor
Until I roll my eyes like The Exorcist
Come on, delicious and hateful, slow it down!
I arrive at the club, I stand on the corner
And it seems I'm in the center of the moment
Your guy has seen how many I come in with
And how easy it would be to get him out tomorrow on Noticentro (ha-ha-ha)

I have a message for your crew
Turn on your cell phone and put it on the speaker
I'm stuck without unzipping
And you guys shit your pants when The Wizard DMs you on Twitter, ouch! (Ha-ha)
I have a message for your crew
Turn on your cell phone and put it on the speaker

I'm stuck without unzipping
The Al Qaeda crew, ah-ah
The shark demon comes out and hides, flipper (ha-ha-ha, ouch!)
DY, hey, yah

The most influential man, according to Times magazine and CNN
You could clone me, but you don't have my genes
In short, this is not the most that sounds
Let's go bank by bank to see who has the most (oh!)

I paid for the bottle and the table and my crew starts to play
As if we had won the World Series
I went to space with Los De La Nazza, and again to break the beat
The clutch man the Miami Heat needs
You are famous, yes, yes, I have heard about you, you
You have a first and last name, who? Mister, Who-will-it-be (ha-ha)

Did you see? I'm the king of views
I saw that your best songs don't make it past my previews
With my new car on the avenue
I'm yelling at these haters: Fuck you!

And here is my well-activated fleet of Ferrari and Cadillac
With more fuel than Iraq, we're the authority on the street (hey)
Feel the weight of my voice (hey), punch and go, The Boss has arrived
I'm fast in business, but dangerous on stage (you know)

Your crew ain't worth even a penny
And even Rafael Nadal saw that I'm a tennis champion (it's the Wimbledon)
From Europe to South America and the USA
Prestige, the hard drive, even Bill Gates wants it (dY, the president)

We arrived at the club
You know this is lit
Women, put your hands up, that's mine (tell me, baby)
A couple of krippy blunts, again
We're already in the club
Many bottles, a very rough crew
VIP, lots of skirts, lots of gistros (de La)
This is the most badass combo ever seen, again

Commanding on the asphalt
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