
LETRA
Diablo Yeah; you was good, sk- Keloke Look, yo, that's that Rap diablo, el niño sucio guapo Spitting like I'm Rambo and moving like el Chapo We still in Spain, so we really drink gazpacho Cause everybody is talking but nobody knows where I'm from Family from Toronto, shout out Tory and Umbrella We always keep it chilly, mami, mueve tus caderas Rolling with my homies, smoking maria, drinking codeine Sipping codeine, we on party until the morning Working on the day light, moving on the midnight See me going damn high, see me winning this fight Mamma in the kitchen cleaning dishes, cooking meat I swear to god, mom, Imma get rich; Imma buy you a new crib Niño, ¿qué tu quieres? Billetes de cienes La mama en la cocina, los platos, las sartenes 'Fuego' gritó el niño, el bloque esta que arde Somos bandoleros, p***, como el Abayarde Diez en cada pierna, y veinte en sus caderas Se movió conmigo y ahora ella es bandolera Rolling with the smokers, got my twist like rollercoasters Catch me doing donuts, got contacts in every postes Oye pollo, basta ya de tonterías Si quieres criticar hazlo a la cara y de día No me mande a sus amigos atacando por el facebook A pu*** is a pu*** and you hate me cuz' you hate you So now ask you, you really wanna test me bro? Cause I got homies and they really wanna set you off It's not my problem that your girl just wanna sex me bro And now your homie pussies all are gonna let you alone Burst fire, and I'm done Lets go eat McDonalds like I'm eating all this MC's flows I got bananas, I ain't talking but no panties hoes I know you thirsty bitch, I notice when you wanna f*** Yeah, keloke Por eso me llaman diablo That's why they call me diablo in this bitch (Diablo ya) Yo, ey So baked on the street; bitch, I'm doing neat Trynna don't get into troubles Bro, you know that I'm a G But mama love the kids so I got to keep her alive Cause she's everything I got, If I die she gonna be ill Se que es lo que pasa Me criticais un dia, pero saco un tema y vais corriendo detrás mía El rubio se enfado, su chica a mi me prefería Primero era un apoyo y ahora dice tonterías So you know that we turn up, on Spain we run up All this bitches on us, pop the pu*** go hard Try to copy my style; call me young designer All I rock is self-made, how you can compare that? Oh shit I'm off this, lyrically on top speed Bambi like a Bambi, rocking with no gold rings Bitch I got the poison, this got you on slow mo We say 'fuck the po-pos', drinking and we loco Suelto chispa fuego, me pulo to'l juego Lo que tu hace' hoy yo me lo hice hace un huevo Crudo como el ruedo, rudo como un sueco No vayas de narco si no puedes mantenerlo, hoe Fuck, haha Dale candela
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