Swit Luv - kanakafromsb & Mak Zaddy

Eh, eh Esto e' Barna City Dos bando': la Gene o el Sindicat ¿Tú cuál decidirás? Yo ya no me dejo intimidar Le sigo aguantando la mirada Aunque sé que me mira como a un criminal (Yo, eh, yo) Ya no me vale de nada (Nah) Fuck tu política Esto e' Barna City Dos bando': la Gene o el Sindicat ¿Tú cuál decidirás: el asesino o la víctima? (Cuál?) Yo ya no me dejo intimidar, eh Copias de copias copiando el original, eh Politish mafia Falta autocrítica, eh Les hace tiritar mi lírica Me quieren eliminar pero no pueden Noventa y nueva el original (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Yo ya no creo en el amor, los humanos se mueven por el odio Me gustaría decirte quién soy, por qué es algo más que un apodo (One, two, one, three, connected) Volvemos al mismo episodio En el cielo no veo a Dios, pero en la Tierra si veo a demonios Valtonyc tenía razón, se demostró y el mundo no hizo nada La Manada la violó, se demostró y Dios no hizo nada Robó M. Rajoy, se demostró y el juez no hizo nada Y yo queriendo cambiar, ¿qué? A este paso me gana una bala "La culpa no es mía" Piensan viendo la puta tele desde el sofá de su casa Aunque de noche no quepa la gente durmiendo en Las Caixas Tira un piso de Protección Oficial por qué a mí nadie me avala Porto una pedra a l'esquena, però vint més a la butxaca Y vamos racha tras racha a pachas Aquí to'a las manos se manchan Aprendimos a hacer dinero sin ser de los que se agachan No te las tires de callejero si tú tienes techo y cama Más calle es mi pana el barrendero currando cuarenta a la semana El dinero se va y vuelve, boomerang Corre rápido como Aubameyang Con la adrenalina que ni Superman Escribo cuando tú te vas ¿La azul o la roja? Tú verás Échale a la copa que sube más Prefiero soltarte aunque dolerá Que acabará en llamas como Notre-Dame Escribo una historia como Forrest Gump A fuego lento como Ferrán Golpes que vienen por golpes que van, van, van Sigo en pie pa'l siguiente round Yo ya no me dejo intimidar Le sigo aguantando la mirada Aunque sé que me mira como a un criminal Ya no me vale de nada Fuck tu política Esto e' Barna City Dos bando': la Gene o el Sindicat ¿Tú cuál decidirás: el asesino o la víctima? Yo ya no me dejo intimidar, eh Copias de copias copiando el original, eh Politish mafia Falta autocrítica, eh Les hace tiritar mi lírica Me quieren eliminar pero no pueden Noventa y nueva el original Y sé que es triste, pero Así está la cosa, señores No hay pan pa' tanto chorizo, no hay cartón pa' tanto homeless ¿Dónde tributan las grandes empresas? Les pido que se lo cuestionen Que el debate sea lo que ha de pagar un autónomo tiene cojones Y no es por bajar de los ánimos, pero es que a mí no me engañan Sé que hay sitios que están peor Pero yo soy de aquí, te hablaré de España Cada siete que miran, uno que trabaja De cada diez, doce rajan Y mientras los de allá 'rriba se roban, los de aqui abajo se matan Aquí todos cruzan sin mirar Aquí se corre sin caminar Dispara la bala o esquívala Levanta, demuestra tu habilidad Aquí todos cruzan sin mirar, aquí se corre sin caminar Dispara la bala, kaboom Levanta (levanta) Yo ya no me dejo intimidar Le sigo aguantando la mirada Aunque sé que me mira como a un criminal Ya no me vale de nada Fuck tu política Esto e' Barna City Dos bando': la Gene o el Sindicat ¿Tú cuál decidirás: el asesino o la víctima? Yo ya no me dejo intimidar, eh Copias de copias copiando el original, eh Politish mafia Falta autocrítica, eh Les hace tiritar mi lírica Me quieren eliminar pero no pueden Noventa y nueva el original

Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Pussy nigga you get ran through You ain't gang, ain't a man, you just hang with the lame crew I send my shooter to your neighborhood He let it pop, let it ring, load the chopper let it sing yeah These niggas they don't want it with me The crew, the mob, they rush in with me I loot, i rob, not nothing to me The crew, the squad is something to me I need a ride or die type bitch Bonnie and Clyde, is she gone slide type bitch I need to multiply my chips Jug and finesse and we gone ride my g yeah Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Three hunna on a new wrist Pootie Tang drip when i pull up in that new whip I went away for some bullshit Might go back in that's why a naka actin' foolish I beat that case then i'm suing I spent three months, bag a day, thats a new lick You know just well how i do this I don't fuck 'round naka playin' with that blueprint See, mi need a rida ting Hop in the whip then she come fight with me She a freak and she got dem eyes for me Come place pon di cocky, come ride mami Ain't nobody better Mami got brain, she working night shift to maintain that figure I'm just stacking cheddar Tryna get the sums bigger If you want some, come fucks with a nigga Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Ay, I get so live in a hot box Cops pull me over i tell lies in the cop shop (Yeah Fuck ya) We droppin' fire that's a hot drop Baddie from the city, i can't lie that's a hot spot (Yeah) The other side think they're hot shots Burn em all down, that's a lie cos they're not hot I'm on the road with my gang now We makin' racks and we got it out the can now Movin' loads out the van now We never back, never bow to a man I got no luv for the dogs Fuck all the broads Jumped out my feelings, wont get stuck in a bog now When i come slide You can ride in the ride Come and meet me with my guys outside Shut up and listen Man got the packs gone missin' Two bad b's come and whip it in the kitchen Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah Hey Bad B If you wanna ride you can hop in the back seat I'm just asking 'Bout to leave the strip, we gone pull up to the ends through the back streets Cos the gangs under strict conditions Don't hang with dogs man, they get no luv from me They get no luv from me, they get no luv from me yeah

Zaddy, Zaddy I saw these shoes down on Rodeo I really wanna get You tryna go? Zaddy I know you know I know you ballin' So what's up? Okay Zam Zaddy Hey, zaddy gon' pull up and he gon' fuck you all night Hey, you know zaddy there, you got that act right Hey, she got zaddy runnin' up a budget on her Hey, she got zaddy runnin' up a budget on her She keep callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy That lil' baby got a fatty She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy That lil' baby got a fatty That lil' baby got a fatty Said she wanna come to Cali Brown skin from Miami I was lit off a xanny She keep on callin' me zaddy Lil' baby got a fatty Lil' baby got yammies Think she ain't got on no panties Think she ain't got on no panties She keep on callin' me zaddy I eat it, I eat it, I beat it, I fuck her She ask me why Dolla so nasty She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy I give her the D, I give her the D She callin' me zaddy Hey, zaddy gon' pull up and he gon' fuck you all night Hey, you know zaddy there, you got that act right Hey, she got zaddy runnin' up a budget on her Hey, she got zaddy runnin' up a budget on her She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy That lil' baby got a fatty She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy That lil' baby got a fatty That lil' baby got a fatty That lil' baby hella nasty It ain't right if it ain't messy It ain't right if it ain't messy That lil' baby drive an Audi That lil' baby 'bout it, 'bout it When we getting rowdy, rowdy Fuck her raw-dy-raw-dy-raw-dy (She like goddamn nigga, you know that shit big (Hold up nigga, slow down) She keep on callin' me zaddy I fucked that bitch in a caddy She got the dolla sign tatted She got the dolla sign tatted I fucked my bitch on a yacht She said she love me a lot I fucked my bitch on a yacht She love when I eat the box She love when I beat the box She love blowin' a check She love runnin' up a check She love to go shoppin' in Paris She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy I just might bust in it raw She might just make me a daddy Hey, zaddy gon' pull up and he gon' fuck you all night Hey, you know zaddy there, you got that act right Hey, she got zaddy runnin' up a budget on her Hey, she got zaddy runnin' up a budget on her She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy That lil' baby got a fatty She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy She keep on callin' me zaddy That lil' baby got a fatty Ah, ah, baby drinkin' champagne Bitch get on your campaign I ain't never made love Pimpin' what I'm made of All I see is dolla signs in between her panty lines But I ain't payin' for no pussy hoe You know how this pimpin' go This bitch calling me at five o'clock in the morning talkin' some bullshit Ayy, Ty, know what I told this bitch? Bitch get on your campaign Don't call me Jay 305 call me zaddy, hello