Quién
Eme MalaFe
Who
Who’s gonna come to stop
Who wants to party?
We face the bull, I pull and I tackle
I’m all decked out, my Glock, the .30, my crew’s right behind me
Who’s gonna come to stop
Who wants to party?
We face the bull, I pull and I tackle
I’m all decked out, my Glock, the .30, my crew’s right behind me
MalaFe’s here, the one in charge
I raise my hand, they shout ‘Wakanda
They pull out the pipes, collect the dues
All my crew, my rowdy folks
I’m a big shot, I step on the gas
All good vibes, we were the rats
I got girls all around, they’re falling for me
My dad must be proud of me
Brrr, dude, I came for the cash
I smile, the Eme’s going wild
What’s mine, the kid’s a pain
I swear: This one’s for my girl
Since I was a kid, short hair
I’m the same one from the pirate Jordans
The Eme’s got a big rep
He showed up and it’s ratatatata
Who’s gonna come to stop
Who wants to party?
We face the bull, I pull and I tackle
I’m all decked out, my Glock, the .30, my crew’s right behind me
Who’s gonna come to stop
Who wants to party?
We face the bull, I pull and I tackle
I’m all decked out, my Glock, the .30, my crew’s right behind me
Your crew’s a bunch of punks, mine are locked up
Your loyal kid, he’s the one who set it up
The tricked-out ride doesn’t even rev
They call me ‘hairy’ like the hand of God
Wherever I go, I cross their path
They know: They’re not competition, pay the fee
You paid for the ass, I’m the one who uses it
Your dude’s Putin and he’s not even Russian
If they touch mine, yours are dead
If they touch mine, yours are dead
This is out of respect, not pride
I made a call and they did their thing
We’re different from the black, you know
Their bitches: I’m the one who rocks them
They got burned, get in line
They know I never back down from a fight
I showed up and stood my ground
They know I’m not backing down
They want to fight for the spot
I’ll definitely take a few before I leave
I showed up and stood my ground, ground, ground
MalaFe’s here
All my crew, my rowdy folks
MalaFe’s here
Who’s gonna come to stop
Who wants to party?
We face the bull, I pull and I tackle
I’m all decked out, my Glock, the .30, my crew’s right behind me
Who’s gonna come to stop
Who wants to party?
We face the bull, I pull and I tackle
I’m all decked out, my Glock, the .30, my crew’s right behind me
