Ni Muy Muy, Ni Tan Tan (part. Erredoblebe, Nattanael y DJ Plaga)

The new blood
Is the medinas, for the rough ones and for the fine ones
Hey DJ Plaga, one more time, man, one more time

If they’re tough, let them fight
Don’t bow your head
We’ll serve them a milanesa
My name carries weight

When we walk into the club, I put the drinks on the table
They’re looking for trouble, but I’m not about that

Neither too much nor too little
You’re gonna have that much luck
Dude, move over there
'Cause she’s already here and I’m making her my girl

Neither too much nor too little
You’re gonna have that much luck
You’re such a fool
What a trip
You know I’m sending it too

Those cats are really wild
But we’ll serve them a milanesa and push them aside
We leave them broken
We’re smoking some snow
Don’t test me, or we’ll roll out with a ride

If they act crazy, we’ll take down their house
I’m not a thief, for that I have my own place
I don’t deal with parrots or fakes
Don’t run from a punk if you’re not dressed right

Neither too much nor too little
I pull out the gun, I give you a bang bang bang bang
You’re such a fool
What a trip
If they want war, come down here right away

She doesn’t take tussi, but you do
I’m with a couple of girls who are fans of my music
In my belt, I keep the heat
Come on girl, dance, I like how you move like that

All the fools on the floor
Today I’m kicking off the tour with a beer, a red wine
The girl’s flat on the floor
Active in the neighborhood, making noise down low
Ha

Baby, move it like you know how
With the fools, minus ten
And for the girls, a couple of kisses
Natta with Erredoblebe
So you can hear it, let’s see you move that

Kid, you’re a kid, I’m all about that bling bling
Crowning like a king, parakeet bling bling
A well-fitted shirt, always baggy jeans
You wanna drop the key, but I’ve got the pin

I’m taking your girl, she’s not getting away
I threw her against the wall and made her count the cash
Buddy, don’t be scared if I pull out my piece
If I see your girlfriend, I’ll tell her all the scoop

Neither too much nor too little
You’re gonna have that much luck
Dude, move over there
'Cause she’s already here and I’m making her my girl

Neither too much nor too little
You’re gonna have that much luck
Dude, move over there
'Cause she’s already here and I’m making her my girl

A lot of chit-chat and I’m chillin’ smoking a good one
I see the cloud on my back
I represent Dolo City
I’ve got a girl who shakes that booty good
Half and half with the crew, and we’re looking for the party

Hey DJ Plaga, one more time, man, one more time
It’s the medinas, for the rough ones and for the fine ones
They call me Nattanael