Meant a Lot (feat. Cl0udy. & Weo) - Digii

Parezco la reencarnación de alcapone Por mi forma de pensar, mi mala sangre y mis cojones No quiero mi millón Yo quiero un par de millones Así somos los que crecimos en los callejones Demagogos haciendo falsas acusaciones Hace rato que he cambiado de vida se supone Ahora estoy haciendo dinero con mis canciones Yo ya no salgo a robar camiones Aunque todos los que andan conmigo son unos malditos ladrones Y todavía salen a robar camiones Vendiendo droga en los callejones Matando blones de mari' Bebiendo don peri' y oliendo peri' everybody cari-cari Yo soy el sicario que tu buscas Te rompo la cuca por menos de cincuenta lucas Cabecea pa' que te rompas la nuca Siente como Dj Sency el bizcocho lo machuca Traje azúcar como Celia Cruz en mi criu' Hay machetes bendecidos como el calibur Rabia kinkillera a ful Y cojones pa' robar un prosebur, pregunta por delbur Soy el Jincho de Orcasur, no de Baraona La gente fuerte como una tribu del Amazonas Yo soy ese tipo de personas que antes de morir Quiero saber que se siente al matar a un policewoman Escucho comentarios cuando paso por la zona Tú que dices de mi sicariona Que no tiene culo, que no tiene tetas ¿perdona? Cuando tenga un millón le pongo uno de silicona Esto no es kelowá, esto es una psicopatada 1A Ando con morenos del tamaño de MA Y con blancos que trafican con MDMA Ay, tú sabes to' Llégale a la yinfor, yo soy el kinkillero neto Los rangos son míos coño (weo weo) Pásame ese porro y hazte otro (weo weo) Si ves a los Policewoman grita (weo weo) Lo están cabeceando en los callejones Y en las esquinas de todos los barrios calentones (weo weo) Pásame ese porro y hazte otro (weo weo) Si ves a los Policewoman grita (weo weo) Lo están cabeceando en los callejones Y en las esquinas de todos los barrios calentones Weo weo ma nigga Esto no es una psicopatada 1A Es un atentado financiado por Bin-Laden Yo soy el kinkillero neto La gente fuerte El veintiocho de los míos personales El sicario yubelmora El Papa mi asesor financiero El parcero rojo capo La gente fuerte de Orcasitas Ultra mega universal

You're tellin' everyone in town that I don't treat you right You even say I stay away and don't come home at night I am losing you and you are all I've got Thanks a lot, thanks a lot It seems you like to hurt me and you know I'm good to you I'd give you anything I own do anything you want me to Yeah now you really got me on the spot Thanks a lot, thanks a lot Still I would forgive you if you'd let me I'd be glad if we could try again But it seems that you're just out to get me And it looks as if you're just about to win No matter what you do I'll always do love you And you will never know How it hurts to see you go And you're callin' me those things you know I'm not Thanks a lot, thanks a lot No matter what you do I always do love you And you will never know How it hurts to see you go And you're callin' me those things you know I'm not Thanks a lot, thanks a lot Thanks a lot

Yea Aye I don't need a lot, but I need a little something for myself Ask me how I'm doing? Man, shit is going well Big time dream of the big time bills They ain't in the cast so I put 'em on a reel Ha! Reel 'em in Stuck up at a loss while I'm focused on a win See me on the move, I ain't ever settled in I've been working on myself while you working on trends Keeping on 10 Aye! Never keeping on trends Transforming on the hoes like I'm going Ben 10 I'm a villain in my city but the heroes failed to kill me Keeping up with me you'll have a full blown Achilles, you feel me Oh you don't feel it but your girl gon' feel me Posing all the time like the paparazzi filming I'm a trickster baby, keep it Loki When I pull the trigger best be aiming at my enemies I don't wanna hear what your going thru mentally Your favorite in the game is who you're gon' to pretend to be My favorite guy I'm looking at is staring in the mirror, me Midway, come over here, I'm handing out fatalities Oh I'm handing out fatalities Body's hit the floor, introducing y'all to gravity Don't like me good, love being hated Out here faded so I'm fading thru the fake shit I don't need a lot, but I need a little something for myself Ask me how I'm doing? Man, shit is going well Big time dream of the big time bills They ain't in the cast so I put 'em on a reel Put 'em on a hook and reel 'em in I ain't doing shit unless you working for the win I've been staying on my own, I ain't ever leave the crib While you're living with your momma, you ain't ever leave the crib Really I... keep my head down, lay low Tryna get popping lately, I'm coming out the hole Nobody focus on the music before the O's Come from the forest baby where ain't nobody go Spark up the fire but I'm the center of the roast 100 miles, I got 100 more to go Messing with me I might snap Coming back, turn you into bones I don't need a lot, but I need a little something for myself Ask me how I'm doing? Man, shit is going well Big time dream of the big time bills They ain't in the cast so I put 'em on a reel Ha! Reel 'em in Stuck up at a loss while I'm focused on a win See me on the move, I ain't ever settled in I've been working on myself while you working on trends Keeping on 10