El Gallinero (Tambalea Mix) - Ramirez

Se tambalea, se tambalea, se tambalea Tu pedestal se tambalea Te creiste que el mundo era tuyo Que la vida era tu carnaval Destrozaste mi amor con tu orgullo Y gozabas con verme llorar Ahora ves que aquellas ilusiones De tus manos se escapan, se van Solo quedan tus bajas pasiones Y recuerdos que no volverán Se tambalea, se tambalea, se tambalea Tu pedestal se tambalea Ahora imploras perdón y hasta olvido Porque ves el ocaso llegar Y quisieras borrar lo vivido Y de nuevo volver a empezar Esa es la lección que la vida A los hombres debiera enseñar Que el que siembra vientos y tormentas Huracanes recoge al final Se tambalea, se tambalea (Improvisa)

Come right here, deep pockets, lil' bitch They be like, "Who that? Who that?" It's the motherfucker with the strap Lay 'em down one by one if these suckers don't pay the tax I can never fuck with a broke bitch unless they bring the scratch Hoppin' out the '64, golden D's and the Kangol hat There ain't no politickin' so don't you come my way Ain't no dealin' with bitches who can't even hold their own weight I'm like a lion in the jungle, better yet a gorilla My mind is twisted from all the bullshit that I done witnessed I never step foot out the crib without my nine-millimeter A dosage of paranoia 'cause partner, these streets will eat ya I done seen too many players fall victim up to the game Some forget that this is chess and not checkers, so plot your way I used to dream 'bout the finer things Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains But now I'm whippin' on a new one every single day Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings I used to dream 'bout the finer things Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains But now I'm whippin' on a new one every single day Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings I'm on the move, sucker niggas thinkin' we cool I'm gettin' money from Killa Cali to Baton Rouge Y'all can't even get on my level, you niggas minuscule Hangin' on my nutsack, cousin, you really pitiful I'm in the six trey, contemplatin' a payday Puffin' the ghetty green, put a bitch on like I'm Ray J You see this pimpin' but deep inside of my veins Cold-blooded young bitch breaker, keep a distance from these lames, uh I used to dream 'bout the finer things Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains But now I'm whippin' on a new one every single day Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings I used to dream 'bout the finer things Takin' my mama out the hood, whippin' wooden grains But now I'm whippin' on a new one every single day Pourin' the Ace of Spades, swimmin' in champagne, couple pinky rings

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