[Intro]
The truth is that it's bastard
Youh, youh, what is there?
Ñejo
Gotay
The truth is that he is a bastard
Pusho
Nely "The Secret Weapon"
Anuel
[Chorus 1: Ñejo, Gotay ]
The truth is that he is a bastard
Now we live on a plane
I remember when I had a pair of tennis shoes
And more than just a pair of pants
When I I looked in the mirror and asked myself
"When am I going to hit a song?"
Now the girls follow me, they ask me for photos
They listen to me on the radio and see me on television
It's really stupid
But he feels like a bastard
He really is a bastard (Gotay!)
Now we live on a plane
I remember when I had a pair of tennis
shoes And more than just a pair of pants
That I looked in the mirror and asked myself
When was I going to hit even one song
Now the girls follow me, they ask me for photos
They hear me on the radio and see me on television
The truth is that he is a bastard
But he feels like a bastard
[Verse 1: Pusho]
(The MVP!) (Pusho!)
He really is a bastard, before that I would hit myself
They closed the doors of the stores in my face
Now I hesitate, I say I'm going to the mall in San Juan
And they close it so I can shop in peace
I don't leave Jet Blue and Delta, wake up
And learn that the world spins
From the earth I reached the stars
I have the most beautiful women, and with drinks we jump into bottles
My old woman says: "Pusho, I don't want you to get sick"
That no woman will support me again
Now everything is different, and I'll paint it for you
That my daughters will have a million when they are in fifth grade
And my wife is going to be the most powerful (Fiu-fiu)
Forcing women to fuck her Envying
how the queen lives
And much more so the king, who He goes to bed and doesn't ruffle his hair (Pusho!)
Truly, he's a bastard, I came out of an alley
Letting them know that I did something wrong without having any education
It's just that I set out to do my thing and when I came to open my eyes
I already had two cars, the year and the mansion
And all the girls who were pichando see me on the street
And they say: "now this skinny guy has a bastard Guille"
And it's not that I'm a bastard
It's that I feel like a bastard
[Verse 2: Ñejo]
The bank card I had was for coupons
Now the one I have has seen a couple of melons
Living in Chile, as it's supposed to
And if the kids run out, I really don't have balls
Because we already gave it a hanger pants
Now we wear Gucci, Versace, and also Louis Vuitton
All the Jordans, the ones I'm missing are the Giuseppe
One pot, four phillies and dissimula'o el pepe
Now I'm an artist, pride for my pai'
Recording with the most bastard voice , alias Gotay (Gotay!)
Humbly, thank God for everything
And now let the world sing the fucking chorus to me
[Chorus 2: Anuel AA]
(Anuel)
It's really a bastard, I moved a thousand kilos on a plane
Before I was totally screwed until I recorded a song with Ñengo
(Real G4 Life, baby)
The street is no longer yours, I have twelve thousand on me
And I no longer ask any bastard for bullets (baby)
I always believed in God and never in the Devil
And I don't know if this is a blessing or a curse
I don't have any boss (Anuel)
He really is a bastard
(The Untouchables, The Illuminati, just tell me Ñejo)
[Verse 3: Anuel AA]
I remember when I started in banking, like Kobe below Shaqa'
Dealing my way like De La & Arca
Selling white bottles
Seeing how the heroin in the veins stagnate
But I vo I'm going to make this money until these bastards kill me
And I'm going to buy my son a yacht
I'm going to wait for death with an AK to do something stupid
And to kill you and all your friends (Brr)
The demons fear me, and I'm going to buy a KTM
And for the baby's sake I'm going to buy him a BM
If one day they kill me, baby, take care of the baby
I'm going to be a millionaire even if I burn in hell (Haha)
Untouchable like Mayweather
El Chapo Guzmán, moving the snow jobs
I put a button on my 19
You have an FN, but I have an A9
[Verse 4: Almighty]
(Almighty)
Nandito, tell me monstri', I laugh at life, flow by Krusty
Restaurants, we've already released the Plush and the Frosties.
I only sleep in warehouses, Tego says that he who knows, knows.
In the 'e tennis box, the ticket no longer fits.
Before I was in a bad situation, but this is a stopover.
If there is no ticket, it's like have a short one without bullets
Now I'm in parades and at galas
Super connected, if I already left Home Depot without a pick and without a shovel
Indica Ñejo, that the liquor is worth more the older
it is I've been there for a couple of years and I'm not complaining
Bad mine does cause complex
Easter has arrived and I am the Bugs Bunny of all these rabbits
(The Game Changer)
[Chorus 1: Ñejo & Gotay]
It really is a bastard
Now we live on a plane
I remember when I had a pair of tennis shoes
And more than a only pants (Gotay!)
I looked at myself in the mirror and asked myself
When was I going to hit even a song
Now the girls follow me, they ask me for photos
They hear me on the radio and see me on television
It really is bastard
But he feels like a bastard
[Verse 5: Gotay]
Truly, this bastard, he didn't even have enough for a soda.
I have more, today, than I deserve.
Thank God I even have a house in my name.
Before what I was focused on was the mess
I recorded with my favorite artist, Ñejo
Now I only need the old man
What more in this life can I ask for
I just have to say...
[Verse 6: Yomo]
He really is a bastard, May God save me from the Devil
Ñejo, you know what I'm talking about
since we saw each other on TV, baby, do you see?
Since with all the weight we broke the radios
From horse to horse, we rode
The pain we felt, we always kept silent
We realized that love has never existed in life
That's why every night we talked with the Lord
And we asked Him mercy
And the mind and the heart always in discord
They decided to join together, make history like Pablo.
Right now we became the owners of the stable
[Bridge: Yomo]
Honestly, it's a bastard
. Hail Mary! Who knew?
That what I once dreamed of
would come true, it would become a song
The inspiration for them to fight
God heard that prayer
Believing in what is not seen
The truth is that he is a bastard
Ñejo, the truth is that he is a bastard
(La Fama All Stars)
[ Verse 7: Jamby]
(Jamby "El Favo"!)
Yesterday I was with the boys in the alley
Smoking, talking, imagining myself with a million
A mansion, a couple of cars for the family
Always with the vision, but it's not easy, 'you bastard
Black introduced me to Ñejo, I don't live with the old people
anymore We're even playing on the radio, now we've gone far
Although they didn't want to give it to me, sultan and pereseo
They know well that I'm breaking up, don't act stupid
Let's stop here You don't come in, my partner, if you're not on the list
Elektrik recorded my voices, Nelly is on the track
The ones we fuck with look like they're from a magazine
Now we live on a plane, I already have my suitcase ready
[Chorus 1: Ñejo & Gotay]
Really What a bastard
Now we live on a plane
I remember when I had a pair of tennis shoes
And more than just a pair of pants
When I looked in the mirror and asked myself
"When am I going to hit a song?"
Now the girls follow me, they ask me for photos
They hear me on the radio and see me on television (aha)
The truth is that he is a bastard
But he feels like a bastard
[Verse 8: D.OZi]
Thanks to the Nazarene, we no longer live off what others do
And the more they hate us, the more we grow
There is no money for the pot, we invest in bullion
I live like a politician without abusing the mustache
So many women, they don't fit in the pot
How many cars do I have on the islet?
They deposit me on Monday so that on Friday I can blow it up
I built my castle one block at a time
(It's a bastard) I set up my own business, I'm already out of the heat
(It's a bastard) And all the things that didn't start, I stopped to give them a pump
(He's a bastard) God multiplies what I do in my heart
(He's a bastard) Don't bother with El Suero de Tujuaba and Bayamón
[Outro]
DO
This is La Fama All Star
Tell me, Ñejo (El Broko)
Gotay
What is the There is
Nelly The Secret Weapon
Fronting kids, fronting cars
Fronting that shit, bastard, Here it is!
Real Until Death, did you hear, bastard?
Kronix Magical
Almighty
Dímelo, Jamby El Favorito
El Serum De La Calle, DO!
Magnificent
And Elektrik on the beat
