Lo Que Te Gusta (ft. Toast Salini, Charly La Melma)

Lo Que Te Gusta
Yeah! Toast! Charly La Melma
Tamo activo manito
[Verse 1: ToasT]
Better you than me, whenever i’m in combat
No killer my money will buy your ball cap
These emotional niggas, they need a bra strap
Insecurity issues man, get off that
I let you tell it, You see what we be on
Immaculate bitches, nice cars with no key on
Full wit progress, No to that cockfest
I need a 18 wheeler with nice assets
Get a mansion up in DR, secure my moms with soldiers
Bunch of ARs, I hear em spittin federal bars
Knowing good and well, that they’ll fold to a state charge
Never been tested in your fuc*** life
Sophisticated retaliation, your fuc*** wife
Your moms, Kids if you it, this underground world is real passionate
Bozo season now over, you niggas got fat while our hearts got colder
Touching up the pavement, details define the lies
And shit you scanned, need a override

[Hook: Charly La Melma & ToasT]
Calle, Es to lo que busca
Calle Calle, Lo que te gusta
Calle, Es to lo que busca
Calle Calle, Lo que te gusta
(X2)
[Verse 2: Toast]
Telling them young boys to slow down
When you ain’t building the platform, Just show em how
I used to hate that shit
Tryna tell me how to live just because you much older shit
I be looking at em now like
I used to run around for this bum ni***? wow
Look at your reality, 40 no salary
Seems like a wise man turned into a tragedy
Bury me deep, gimmie a cell
But aslong as i’m out on the town i’m gonna live well
Get a hustle to find a hustle to find a hustle
Cross the bridge when i get there, f*** trouble
Its inevitable Nigga
Want nothing with it? Work burger king ni***
Better find your bigger picture
First comes the sacrifice, then comes the figures

[Verse 3: Charly La Melma]
Hago lo que hago pa no ser un palomon
Tu decide ser una lacra y yo decido ser un don
Aqui josiamo de verdad, Matamo de verdad
Tengo gente en la prisión haciendo vida de verdad
Yo no apunto pa cantar, No me cre? ven pa ca
Controlao en lo projecto en el Bronx a BK
Ami me gustan lo problema
Singar mujere ajena
Tumba pila de punto y arrancar pila de cadena
Lo hacemo, tu sabe que lo hacemo
Utede hablan de calle y en la calle no lo vemo
Lo tengo abajo de la ala como el pork fried rice
Como una muleta, cause I’m not nice
Duro en la calle, Duro en el booth
Escupo la melma y la vendo, Oof
Duro en la calle, Duro en el booth
Escupo la melma y la vendo, Oof