Se Acelera el Flow - DJ Nelson

Coming from the shadow of the island! We are Winchester Yankee and Nas Escobar! Pablo, what's up, pa'? What's up, pa'? Keep it raw for ya! No doubt, PR, check it! Treinta-treinta (30/30), 70mm metras Es letal, violenta Alimenta el mental de toda mi gente completa Fundamenta es mi letra, representa el instrumental Rapida lenta, Winchester inventa en los noventa Liricas respuestas para preguntas que no contestan Como el misterio de cuando suenen la trompeta 666, sera la marca de la bestia Directo para tu frente o a tu mano derecha El infierno, sobre la tierra Socio, que decia que en las calles tenia el jugo Para a cualquier gatillo darle Decia \"Yankee, siempre vivire mi vida en grande.\" Con tanta guillaera ahora copera con lo federales Se dejo llevar por la maldad, el chico, en todo momento La envidia, gatillo, demonios que andan suelto Tienen ojos y no miran como si tuvieran un bendaje Nadie podra cerrar mis ojos espirituales Es para el gatillero que solo piensa en maltilleo Capea un pal de sacos para picharle al nebuleo De momento se siente que lo pueden cojer dormido Tiene que estar alerta asi que le mete al perico De momento siente una persecucion enorme No lo aguanta, corre y lo baja con la ___________ Entonce empieza el problema cuando le sueltan el fulete Lo patea el rifle, la misma historia al inocente Y recuerdo las palabras de quien me tuvo en su vientre \"Tu futuro depende de la siembra de tu sobra.\" Cada cual es reponsable de su cosecha y la persona Que siembra el gatillo su fruto sera la muerte Espada muere, al que tambien espada hiere Impacta y mata, lirica intocable intacta No tengo enemigos, el unico es el Satan Canta, cosa que no sea lata-lata Quien es el ganster Eres guasa, guasa, guasa Yeah, ya'll know the dilly Ya know the dilly, when the cops get pilly For really, check the drilly Yo! Ride Expeditions, diamonds, New York's finest Large gods, see the god Nas is timeless Mac official, black pistol, rap hit you Much love to Puerto Rico, we rolling with you Winchester here to bless you '97, big Nas, love out to PR And we out like that, keep the GAT's cock back Winchester and Nas, on the rise baby PR to QB, word up (Let's Describe a certain beat...!) Manos arriba todo el mundo Comienza el 30-30 No soy un novat

Acelera mami Llegas tarde a la party Que no te pare la poli Ya te devolví tu cami A a a mi ya ni dos miradas Gyarados, porque se enfada Y ahora una reciclada She got the yummy yummy Extraordinario Con ella las pibas salen del armario Me tiene en su palma sin ser canario Varios quieren la princesa Y fracasan como mario Ella está caliente como fuego Y la atención llama Llega y luego se camufla Como león en mi cama Mamá me pregunta pero yo no sé Cómo se llama, llama, llama, llama Llama Acelera mami Llegas tarde a la party Que no te pare la poli Ya te devolví tu cami A a a mi ya ni dos miradas Gyarados, porque se enfada Y ahora una reciclada She got the yummy yummy Acelera mami Llegas tarde a la party Que no te pare la poli Ya te devolví tu cami, cami A mi ya ni dos miradas Gyarados, porque se enfada Y ahora una reciclada U una reciclada Con mi cora' juega al ping pong Yo la quiero en mi equipo Ella poco a poco escala Hasta mi boca como king kong Adictiva como tiktok Le gusta el reggaetón, el trap, el pop, el indie Y también el hip hop Ya, ella me devora Su cora' está caro La llaman gaara porque está sola Aunque sepa que no quiere ella llora y llora Encaja y rompe cualquier bombo caja Y todos la adoran, doran, doran, doran Acelera mami Llegas tarde a la party Que no te pare la poli Ya te devolví tu cami A a a mi ya ni dos miradas Gyarados, porque se enfada Y ahora una reciclada She got the yummy yummy Acelera mami Llegas tarde a la party Que no te pare la poli Ya te devolví tu cami, cami A mi ya ni dos miradas Gyarados, porque se enfada Y ahora una reciclada U-una reciclada Acelera mami Llegas tarde a la party Que no te pare la poli Ya te devolví tu cami A mi ya ni dos miradas (eh) Gyarados, porque se enfada (eh) Y ahora una reciclada Y a, y a y ahora una reciclada, uh L, u, k, ı on the beat Y, y yuto on the big screen She got the yummy yummy She got the yummy yummy

That big eight wheeler rolling down the track Means your true loving daddy ain't coming back 'Cause I'm moving on I'll soon be gone You were flying too high for my little old sky, so I'm moving on That big loud whistle as it blew and blew Said hello to the Southland, we're coming to you And we're moving on, oh, hear my song You had the laugh on me so I've set you free and I'm moving on Mister fireman, won't you please listen to me 'Cause I got a pretty mama in Tennessee Keep moving me on, keep rolling on So shovel the coal, let this rattle a-roll and keep moving me on Mister engineer, take that throttle in hand This rattler's the fastest in the southern land To keep moving me on, keep rolling on You're gonna ease my mind, put me there on time and keep rolling on I told you, baby, from time to time But you just wouldn't listen or pay me no mind Now I'm moving on, I'm rolling on You've broken your vow and it's all over now, so I'm moving on You switched your engine, now I ain't got time For a trifling woman on my main line 'Cause I'm moving, you done your daddy wrong I've warned you twice, now you can settle the price 'cause I'm moving on But some day, baby, when you've had your play You're gonna want your daddy, but your daddy will say "Keep moving on, you stayed away too long" I'm through with you, too bad you're blue, keep moving on

Your cheatin' heart will make you weep You'll cry and cry and try to sleep But sleep won't come the whole night through Your cheatin' heart will tell on you When tears come down like fallin' rain You'll toss around and call my name You're gonna walk that floor the way I do Your cheatin' heart will tell on you Your cheatin' heart will pine some day, And crave the love, you threw away. The time will come when you'll be blue, Your cheatin' heart will tell on you. When tears come down like fallin' rain You'll toss around and call my name You're gonna walk that floor the way I do Your cheatin' heart will tell on you Your cheatin' heart will tell on you

Life has a funny way Of keeping me on my toes Oh how my shoulders ache Under the weight of my woes My tears fall On my old guitar And I just wail and weep Over softly bending strings Lovers and friends the same Everyone's fair game Everyone can hurt your heart When it all falls apart My tears fall On my old guitar Time and time again My surest friend My tears fall On my old guitar And I just wail and weep Over softly bending strings No matter where I go The music guides my soul Through all the ups and downs It can help turn me around My tears fall On my old guitar And I just wail and weep Over softly bending strings

If the wife and I are fussin', brother that's our right 'Cause me and that sweet woman's got a license to fight Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own business 'Cause if you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine Oh, the woman on our party line's the nosiest thing She picks up her receiver when she knows it's my ring Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own business If mind you mind your business, then you won't be mindin' mine Well, I got a little girl that wears her hair up high The boys all whistle when she walks by Why don't they mind their own business Mind their own business 'Cause if they mind their business, then they won't be mindin' mine Now if I want to honky tonk around 'til two or three Now, brother that's my headache, don't you worry 'bout me Just mind your own business Mind your own business 'Cause if you mind your business, and you won't be mindin' mine Mindin' other people's business seems to be high-toned I got all that I can do just to mind my own Why don't you mind your own business Mind your own business If you mind your business, you'll be busy all the time