Top Top (part. Gera MX, MC Davo, C-Kan y Dharius)

(They don't give a damn about us, fools)
(Just Clan Records)
(The heaviest hitters in Mexico, dogs)
(The heaviest hitters in Mexico)

Just so the hood remembers
I've been down with my crew for years
Let them keep talking, the hood's on fire
We'll see each other face to face soon enough

This track is dedicated to all those assholes
Who forgot who their inspiration was
Don't you get it? That's why you don't make it
This is where it all started, man, you get me, Mendes?

Who the hell do you think you are?
You talk a big game, but the fish dies by the mouth
What you're doing now, I did back in '03
What do you think? Ask around if you don't believe me

Your flow is a copy of a copy of someone else, jerk
I'm the pride of my land and you, a disappointment
Here, humility is worth more, get off your high horse
Not even in your hood do they respect you for being a coward

Full of loudmouths, backstabbers, and fakes
Around here where I live, the graveyards are full
To me, you're just one of those whiny rappers
Who talk a lot but don't show any action

We're still on top-top, doing great
You keep it up on TikTok, dumbass
I'm still making real hip-hop
Fake rappers like you, they don't get respect in the hood

We're still on top-top, doing great
You keep it up on TikTok, dumbass
I'm still making real hip-hop (wuh, wuh, wuh)
Fake rappers like you, they don't get respect in the hood (puppy, man)

The guy from your block, your girl, and your crew
They don't even know what family means
We're winning, and the cash is tripling
I use fake rappers like a toilet

They call me and I jump right in, I never liked silence
I won't back down for a fight or hold back my thoughts
Line them all up, let them pass, none are a challenge
To make it fair, I'll give them some lines

Come back soon, I'm ready, I'll give you what you lack
Why grab the mic if you don't rap out loud?
Ah, I want the whole hill to light up
Let's meet up without fear, to see who's the real dog

See how with one verse I bury them
The lights go out, their guns jam
I know more than one will be upset
We know they're fake just like their arrests

I won't play the clown, I don't subtract, I'm well in control
I've earned some criticism for not staying quiet
But what did you expect? That I handle it carefully? (No way)
I'd rather be the bad guy than be called the pushover (the pushover)

I don't forget when I opened the door for them
It's much better from afar than up close
Respect is something that isn't for sale
We are who we are, the rest can go to hell (prr)

I don't forget when I opened the door for them
It's much better from afar than up close
Respect is something that isn't for sale
We are who we are, the rest can go to hell

After I shook his hand, the dog bit it
You lose respect if you forget who had your back
You can't copy the gift that God gave me
They say they're humble, but we know they're not

After I shook his hand, the dog bit it
You lose respect if you forget who had your back
You can't copy the gift that God gave me
They say they're humble, but we know they're full of shit

Let's get to the point, everyone can fuck off together
And I enjoy having them talk about us
We all know it, only you play dumb
Since I sang the shot, I realized you're a pu–

I do everything solo, locked up in four walls
With my people, you'll never see me with you
Yeah, online, everyone is so tough
And on stage, they’re a total bore

If you're gonna throw down, do it right, and if not, shut your mouth
Talking is so easy that even parrots do it
And in this circus, there's no small enemy
I count them on one hand and they can all fuck off

Let whatever happens, happen (happen)
Let whoever has to fall, fall (fall)
I talked so much about the loser, watch what you say
I'm done picking up trash with the disposables

I stepped in that shit, blame me
I won't lower my gaze even when they suck me off
Everything's wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, ungrateful
You ate at my table and one day you called me friend

Everything's wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong, ungrateful
You've come out wrong with those who have known you
I'd rather step back if it's to fill the piggy bank
I don't fill my shows with empty lyrics

They talk so much about the streets and they've never been seen on the streets
I don't know fear, I'm a child of Jesus Christ
Sincerely, the rooster that remains undefeated
Fucking clown, bringing bad vibes to these TikTok rappers

Fucking idiots, they come here for nothing
Here you sit, dude, here they're gonna lick it
Dumbasses, not even in their fucking house do they get respect
They go and stand there, they must want it up their ass

So much blah-blah-blah and they never do anything
Who the hell believes your made-up stories?
Here we rap for the love, never for the fame
But we do it so damn well that we stack up the cash

I did what they'll never do in their damn lives
We give plastic rappers the boot here
To me, you're not real, you just make shit up to rhyme
Here you're gonna get fucked, haha

You say you kill, you rob, you have beef with the cops
Dude, all that you rap about is pure fucking lies
Remember not to spit up
Because that same shit you throw will fall back on your face

We arrive making a ruckus
This goes out to all the fags
They're all men, they're all crazy
They talk their shit, this and that

We arrive making a ruckus
This goes out to all the fags
They're all men, they're all crazy
They talk their shit, this and that

We're still on top-top, doing great
You keep it up on TikTok, dumbass
I'm still making real hip-hop
Fake rappers like you, they don't get respect in the hood

We're still on top-top, doing great
You keep it up on TikTok, dumbass
I'm still making real hip-hop
Fake rappers like you, they don't get respect in the hood