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Daddy Yankee
Bring it on
Ft. Akon
[Daddy Yankee]
Cartel
Big Boss
Las palabras vertidas en esta canción
No se solidarizan con ningún cobarde {cobarde} en la calle
Pero sí con El Cartel Records
Daddy Yankee, Akon y todos los afiliados mundialmente.
[Chorous Akon]
I got my heat, I got my balls
and enough heart to break all y'all jaws.
But I rather round up my niggas from Puerto Rico
to help me out with this war
Now bring it on
Now bring it on
Say bring it on
Now bring it on
[Daddy Yankee]
Oye tas pregando con los anormales
Somos, los de los juguetes espaciales
Ya no, no le temo no, a los tribunales
Tu y quien van amedrentar con los metales, boy.
You are a killer, me pone Daddy Yankee man
Ponte las pilas, si tienes guille Superman
Que rumba el cielo te puedo poner a volar
En guerra avisada como quiera muere gente porque
I got my nigga and my gun we open fire
You better get out of my way coz I'm a rider
At any time in the morning or even the evening,
I'm laying this verse till you retire
Lets go, nosotros estamos dispuesto
En esto nosotros somos expertos
Coz we're doing this everyday...
In the ghetto which is part of the game we play
[Chorous Akon]
I got my heat, I got my balls
and enough Heart to break all y'alls jaws.
But I rather round up my niggas from Puerto Rico
to help me out with this war
Now bring it on
HATA BİLDİR
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