TdN13:17-13 - Lealtad, Poder, Dinero (feat. O-Solo & King Xinko) Lyrics

Uh, Barrio Music, Cinco, yo
F*ck the cops, f*ck the feds and the DEA
I've been grindin' every day, tryin' to move this yay
I'ma hustle and don't know any other way
Enemies wanna know where the f*ck I lay
We gettin' this money, money
We gettin' this money, money
Ballas suelto, putos caen
Carro nuevo, tengo lana
We gettin' this money, money
We gettin' this money, money
Balas suelto, putos caen
Carro nuevo, tengo lana
They say money don't make the man
But damn, I'm makin' money
If money get in the jam, then fam, we usin' money
It's nothin' that we won't slide about
I got the riders out the El Camino
And Gran Torino into your mama's house
Who got a problem with the O.S.O.
We probably not the ones you wanna owe us, though
My name never get mentioned with the so-and-so
That 44 Bulldog went through his 4S4
Yo, the dopest for ya, the coke is Goya
The Mack left him with brains cells on his Rocco Poya
I'm really just in my element
Too much melanin, possibly the prophecy we just heaven sent
When mills get made and bills get paid
We punch in a time clock till we aunt phyllis age
The most electrified, don't mess with God
When you see TDN and O.Solo, step aside
We gettin' this money, money
We gettin' this money, money
Balas suelto, putos caen
Carro nuevo, tengo lana
We gettin' this money, money
We gettin' this money, money
Money, money, money, money, money, money
Man, I'm a savage when I do this
O.Solo hit'em with that long nose
Uzi, hay plomo pa' los pussies
F*ck no, you won't see us losin
El Cromo stay shootin
Bien bolo ando en Miami cruisin
Nunca solo with this New Jersey fusil
No que eran locos, pero derraman sus muques
Sangre, mocos, cacas escupen
Lloran, tiemblan, cuando el arma apunte
Balas en su cuerpo rápido se pudren
Titanic, Bin laden, en mi oceano se hunden
Para mis enemigas hago promos pa' su funeral
When they f*ckin' con el Arsenal
En mi Congo aprendi a ser un animal
He partido cocos, me comporto como un canibal
Tumbo edificios cuando exploto como un talibán
Yo y el dinero siempre juntos como talismán
We gettin' this money, money
We gettin' this money, money
Balas suelto, putos caen
Carro nuevo, tengo lana
We gettin' this money, money
We gettin' this money, money
Balas suelto, putos caen
Carro nuevo, tengo lana
Motherf*ckers actin' sweet like it's Minute Maid
We ain't speakin', have you leakin' with this f*ckin' blade
If I got beef, then I'm a handle, I don't f*ck around
Keep on shootin' till his body go and hit the ground
Ready for war, bitch, you know that I'm a demon
Hit him with a shot in his mouth, there's no screamin
Movin' with a Ruger and a motherf*ckin' stick
Rollin' up on them pussies, tryin' to catch a lick
Go ahead, put a bullet in your f*ckin' head
Another motherf*ckin' dead cause of what he said
You play the block, then you gotta keep a tool on you
Cause the op gon' plot and make a move on you
Go ahead, put a bullet in your f*ckin' head
Another motherf*ckin' dead cause of what he said
You play the block, then you gotta keep a tool on you
Cause the op gon' plot and make a move on you
With the most electrifying
O Solo
Cinco
Y Trece Diecisiete Trece