Ragga for your holidays. Relax and enjoy yourselves. Marimba, Ragga for your holidays. Relax and enjoy yourselves. Marimba, acoustic & electric guitar, baritone sax & rhythm. (South America)
Inspired by an Andean ritual. Peaceful & confident. Indian flute, Inspired by an Andean ritual. Peaceful & confident. Indian flute, bowed double bass & acoustic guitar. (South America)
Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a classic Mexican huapango touch. Festive, danceable & elegant, with a waltz cadence & climactic ending. Modulation @ 1'05 & @ 1'33. Ideal for epoch movies, archive & vintage dance scenes.
Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a classic Mexican huapango touch. Festive, danceable & elegant, with a waltz cadence & climactic ending. No woods. Modulation @ 1'05. Ideal for epoch movies, archive & vintage dance scenes.
Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a Late 19th century Spanish zarzuela-inspired symphony orchestra with a classic Mexican huapango touch. Festive, danceable & elegant, with a waltz cadence & climactic ending. No woods, no brass. Modulation @ 1'05. Ideal for epoch movies, archive & vintage dance scenes.
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Proud, passionate & fiery corrido tumbado with trap influences sung Proud, passionate & fiery corrido tumbado with trap influences sung in Spanish. I love money, but I earn it with honest work, not as a narco. Male singer, male backing vocals, autotune, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion.Lyrics
ES:
Pa' llegar arriba siempre hay que empezar de abajo
Lo que te propones lo cumples con mucho trabajo
Yo nunca me rajo
Es mejor vivir tranquilo y sin coger atajos
Aunque de chamaco le cogí amor a los fajos
Vivo mi vida, lo que piensen me importa un carajo
Yo nunca me rajo
Ya me acostumbré a vivir bien
Me gustan las pacas de 100
Mi estilo de vida cambié
El de mi familia también
Pero sin hacerle daño a nadie
Haciendo lo que inculcaron mis padres
Me decían: "mijo
Ten los motivos
Y sé positivo"
Del rancho a un avión
De cero a un millón
Las morras por montón
Y en el cuello un diamantón
Del rancho a un avión
De cero a un millón
Las morras por montón
Y en el cuello un diamantón
Yo nunca me rajo
Es mejor vivir tranquilo y sin coger atajos
Aunque de chamaco le cogí amor a los fajos
Vivo mi vida, lo que piensen me importa un carajo
Yo nunca me rajo
Dedicada para el mismo wey
Que dijo que no iba a ser un rey
Y ahora tiene problemas con la ley
Y yo tranquilo en mi modo sensei
Dedicada para el mismo wey
Que dijo que no iba a ser un rey
Y ahora tiene problemas con la ley
Y yo tranquilo en mi modo sensei
Del rancho a un avión
De cero a un millón
Las morras por montón
Y en el cuello un diamantón
Pa' llegar arriba siempre hay que empezar de abajo
Lo que te propones lo cumples con mucho trabajo
Yo nunca me rajo
Es mejor vivir tranquilo y sin coger atajos
Aunque de chamaco le cogí amor a los fajos
Vivo mi vida, lo que piensen me importa un carajo
Yo nunca me rajo
EN:
To reach the top, you always have to start from the bottom
What you propose, you achieve with hard work
I never back down
It's better to live calmly and without taking shortcuts
Even if as a kid I fell in love with bundles of cash
I live my life, I don't give a damn what others think
I never back down
I got used to living well
I like stacks of 100s
I changed my lifestyle
And my family's too
But without harming anyone
Doing what my parents instilled in me
They told me, "son
Have reasons
And stay positive"
From the ranch to a plane
From zero to a million
Lots of girls
And a big diamond around my neck
From the ranch to a plane
From zero to a million
Lots of girls
And a big diamond around my neck
I never back down
It's better to live calmly and without taking shortcuts
Even if as a kid I fell in love with bundles of cash
I live my life, I don't give a damn what others think
I never back down
Dedicated to the same guy
Who said I wouldn't be a king
And now he has problems with the law
And I'm calm in my sensei mode
Dedicated to the same guy
Who said I wouldn't be a king
And now he has problems with the law
And I'm calm in my sensei mode
From the ranch to a plane
From zero to a million
Lots of girls
And a big diamond around my neck
To reach the top, you always have to start from the bottom
What you propose, you achieve with hard work
I never back down
It's better to live calmly and without taking shortcuts
Even if as a kid I fell in love with bundles of cash
I live my life, I don't give a damn what others think
I never back down
Poignant, nostalgic & swaying corrido tumbado with trap influences Poignant, nostalgic & swaying corrido tumbado with trap influences sung in Spanish. Even if I have everything I want, forgetting you is not easy. Male singer, male backing vocals, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion. Lead accordion @ 0'48, @ 1'25, @1'44.Lyrics
ES:
Sé que no ha sido fácil para ti
Que las cosas se tuvieran que acabar así
Créeme tampoco es fácil para mí
Y ha sido cabrón pero te tengo que olvidar
Y aunque tenga las morritas por montón
Aunque cargue el billetón
Aunque en mi cuenta haya un millón
Olvidarte esta cabrón
Siempre voy pasao' de copas
Me preguntan los compas
Que si estoy bien
Que ya no vivo al cien
Siempre voy pasao' de copas
Me preguntan los compas
Que si estoy bien
Que ya no vivo al cien
En el barrio todo el mundo sabe que no soy así
Que me perdí
Que por pensar en ti
Dejé de pensar en mi
Pero a quien yo engaño
Aunque pasen muchos años
No habrá quien pueda igualarte
Reemplazarte
Por ti deje de tomar
Por ti aprendí amar
Mi vida ya no es igual
Cuando me mandaste a chingar
Pero te deseo suerte
A este amor le dimos muerte
Pa' que el 1 de noviembre me recuerdes
Por ti deje de tomar
Por ti aprendí amar
Mi vida ya no es igual
Cuando me mandaste a chingar
Pero te deseo suerte
A este amor le dimos muerte
Pa' que el 1 de noviembre me recuerdes
Y aunque tenga las morritas por montón
Aunque cargue el billetón
Aunque en mi cuenta haya un millón
Olvidarte esta cabrón
Siempre voy pasao' de copas
Me preguntan los compas
Que si estoy bien
Que ya no vivo al cien
EN:
I know it hasn't been easy for you
That things had to end like this
Believe me, it's not easy for me either
And it's been tough, but I have to forget you
And even though I have plenty of girls
Even though I'm loaded with cash
Even though I have a million in my account
Forgetting you is tough
I'm always drunk
My friends ask me
If I'm okay
That I'm not living life to the fullest anymore
I'm always drunk
My friends ask me
If I'm okay
That I'm not living life to the fullest anymore
In the neighborhood, everyone knows I'm not like this
That I lost myself
That because of you
I stopped thinking about myself
But who am I fooling
Even if many years pass
There won't be anyone who can match you
Replace you
Because of you, I stopped drinking
Because of you, I learned to love
My life is not the same anymore
When you told me to go to hell
But I wish you luck
We killed this love
So you remember me on November 1st
Because of you, I stopped drinking
Because of you, I learned to love
My life is not the same anymore
When you told me to go to hell
But I wish you luck
We killed this love
So you remember me on November 1st
And even though I have plenty of girls
Even though I'm loaded with cash
Even though I have a million in my account
Forgetting you is tough
I'm always drunk
My friends ask me
If I'm okay
That I'm not living life to the fullest anymore
Swagger, groovy & catchy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Swagger, groovy & catchy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Spanglish. We're the best, yet we're stigmatised as a menace. Male rapper, male backing vocals, male adlibs, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion. Break @ 1'38.Lyrics
ES:
Cruising down the street con mi low rider
Los compas en la esquina chambeando se la cargan
Like Misterio un one-eighty con capucha
Por que tal vez en la próxima vuelta se reviente una lucha
Prepara los guantes mijo
You dont know where I came from
Viviendo en el downtown desde que yo recuerdo
Donde nadie duerme y el trabajo es eterno
Pero con una sonrisa siempre lleno de sueños
En este distrito somos los más chingones
Puño arriba que aquí somos los mejores
Mi gente viene de todas las direcciones
Y de sol a sol le ponemos los corazones
Súbete al rooftop si tienes los cojones
Living to the limit, en casa tenemos razones
Pa' luchar 100 veces y hacer mil canciones
Que no falte nada y el dinero por montones
Ando con la clicka escuchando hip-hop
Traficando rimas soy el mejor en la pista
Rapero mejor que yo tal vez no exista
Con una sola palabra yo los borro de la lista
Leveling the game its tremendous my flow incredible
Climbing to the top to chop those artist that are horrible
At the expenses of everyone else
Mejor trabaja
Factura en el hood
O mejor vete pa' tu casa
Que pasa?
Levanten las manos arriba toa' la raza
Fabricamos cohetes que no existen en la Nasa
Volamos hasta aviones, construimos las casas
Y aun así nos consideran toda una amenaza
Se nos alteró la situa
Pasando por Tijua
Me ven en una troca nueva y siempre me averiguan
Hoy es día de muertos así que a brindar
Por los que se fueron y no están pa' que nos rinda
Cabalgando mas allá del sol
Donde la luna se esconde
Mira a tu alrededor
Cruzamos la frontera
Por un futuro mejor
Así que prepárense
Que llegó lo mas chingón
En este distrito somos los más chingones
Puño arriba que aquí somos los mejores
Mi gente viene de todas las direcciones
Y de sol a sol le ponemos los corazones
Súbete al rooftop si tienes los cojones
Living to the limit, en casa tenemos razones
Pa' luchar 100 veces y hacer mil canciones
Que no falte nada y el dinero por montones
Somos los más chingones
EN:
Cruising down the street with my low rider
The homies on the corner putting in the heavy work
Like Misterio, a one-eighty with a hoodie
Because maybe in the next turn a fight might break out
Get your gloves ready, kid
You don't know where I came from
Living downtown since I can remember
Where nobody sleeps and work is endless
But with a smile always full of dreams
In this district, we're the toughest
Fist up because here we're the best
My people come from all directions
And from sunrise to sunset, we put our hearts into it
Get on the rooftop if you have the guts
Living to the limit, at home we have reasons
To fight a hundred times and make a thousand songs
May nothing be lacking and have money in abundance
I'm rolling with the crew listening to hip-hop
Trafficking rhymes, I'm the best on the dance floor
Maybe a rapper better than me doesn't exist
With just one word, I erase them from the list
Leveling the game, my flow is incredible
Climbing to the top to chop those artists that are horrible
At the expense of everyone else
You better work
Get billing in the hood
Or better go back home
What's up?
Raise your hands up, everyone
We manufacture rockets that don't exist at NASA
We fly their planes, we build their houses
And yet they consider us a full threat
The situation got tense
Passing through Tijuana
They see me in a new truck and always inquire about me
Today is the Day of the Dead, so let's toast
For those who are gone and are not here, so that it serves us
Riding beyond the sun
Where the moon hides
Look around you
We cross the border
For a better future
So get ready
Because the toughest have arrived
In this district, we're the toughest
Fist up because here we're the best
My people come from all directions
And from sunrise to sunset, we put our hearts into it
Get on the rooftop if you have the guts
Living to the limit, at home we have reasons
To fight a hundred times and make a thousand songs
May nothing be lacking and have money in abundance
Proud, unifying & optimistic corrido tumbado sung in Spanish. Green, Proud, unifying & optimistic corrido tumbado sung in Spanish. Green, white & red are the colors of my Mexican flag. Male rapper, male backing vocals, brass ensemble, electric & Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion.Lyrics
ES:
Verde, blanco y rojo los colores
De aquella bandera que me vio crecer
Un águila devora serpiente pa' poner en alto
Y se vea quién es quién
Verde, blanco y rojo los colores
De aquella bandera que me vio crecer
Un águila devora serpiente pa' poner en alto
Y se vea quién es quién
Siempre le chingamos todos
De poco a poquito pa' salir a delante
Crecimos con la rayuela, jugando al trompo
Y viendo Pedro infante
Aquí a nadie le faltaron huevos
Pa' siempre jalarle todo el día
En mi país no caben pretextos
Primero la patria y la familia
Esta va para toda mi gente
Orgullosa de ser Mexicana
De siempre levantar la bandera
Y por colorearse siempre de verde, blanco y rojo
Y vámonos con todo
¡Viva México!
Verde, blanco y rojo los colores
De aquella bandera que me vio crecer
Un águila devora serpiente pa' poner en alto
Y se vea quién es quién
Verde, blanco y rojo los colores
De aquella bandera que me vio crecer
Un águila devora serpiente pa' poner en alto
Y se vea quién es quién
Con un tequila en la mesa
Voy disfrutando de la vida
Con mis amigos y cerveza
Buena vida bien vivida
Tenemos buenas mujeres
La mejor comida
Y las playas también
Llenos de cultura siempre
Día de muertos
Mariachi pa' amanecer
Los murales coloridos
De Diego Rivera se ven florecer
El arte de Frida Kahlo
A los alebrijes, la gente también
Somos gente chambeadora
Y con ganas siempre de sobresalir
Por México yo doy todo
Sabes no me rajo doy todo por ti
Verde, blanco y rojo los colores
De aquella bandera que me vio crecer
Un águila devora serpiente pa' poner en alto
Y se vea quién es quién
Verde, blanco y rojo los colores
De aquella bandera que me vio crecer
Un águila devora serpiente pa' poner en alto
Y se vea quién es quién
EN:
Green, white, and red are the colors
Of that flag that saw me grow up
An eagle devours a snake to rise up high
And show who's who
Green, white, and red are the colors
Of that flag that saw me grow up
An eagle devours a snake to rise up high
And show who's who
We always give it our all
Little by little to move forward
We grew up with hopscotch, spinning tops
And watching Pedro Infante
Here, nobody lacked courage
To work hard all day long
In my country, there are no excuses
First the homeland and the family
This is for all my people
Proud to be Mexican
Always raising the flag
And always coloring themselves with green, white, and red
Let's go for it all
Long live Mexico!
Green, white, and red are the colors
Of that flag that saw me grow up
An eagle devours a snake to rise up high
And show who's who
Green, white, and red are the colors
Of that flag that saw me grow up
An eagle devours a snake to rise up high
And show who's who
With a tequila on the table
I'm enjoying life
With my friends and beer
Good life well lived
We have good women
The best food
And also beaches
Full of culture always
Day of the Dead
Mariachi to welcome the dawn
The colorful murals
Of Diego Rivera flourish
Frida Kahlo's art
To the alebrijes, people too
We are hardworking people
And always eager to excel
For Mexico, I give everything
You know I don't give up, I'd give everything for you
Green, white, and red are the colors
Of that flag that saw me grow up
An eagle devours a snake to rise up high
And show who's who
Green, white, and red are the colors
Of that flag that saw me grow up
An eagle devours a snake to rise up high
And show who's who
Punchy, attitude & bold chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Punchy, attitude & bold chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Spanglish. We stand united defending what's ours. Male rapper, male backing vocals, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion.Lyrics
ES:
Everybody get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We are blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
Mis hermanos quemando dentro e' la traila
Keeping it up
Mis compas y mis hommies no fallan
Always ready pa' la batalla
Full energy on the mic try it out
No te alcanza
Con el flow de mi barrio no hay tranza
Riding on the bike con los vatos en la acera
4 pretty girls manejando un panamera
Los primos try the rizz on the chicks
Quien pudiera
Pero como Sammy Sosa los batearon para afuera
Hacemos lo quiera pero con lo que se pueda
Vida sin complicaciones esa es nuestra manera
Sonreímos siempre donde quiera y como quiera
La familia y los amigos esa es nuestra bandera
I'm feeling like im flying
Rhyming at my desire
Por mi barrio siempre fighting
Rápido como lightning
In the streets im surviving
While I'm rapping
About rising
I'm the best no pretend I'm on fire
Everybody get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We are blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
Mis hermanos quemando dentro e' la traila
Keeping it up
Mis compas y mis hommies no fallan
Always ready pa' la batalla
Full energy on the mic try it out
No te alcanza
Con el flow de mi barrio no hay tranza
Siempre ponemos el corazón
Unidos no importa la situación
Aunque se caiga el mundo y creamos que no hay razón
Estaremos siempre al frente defendiendo
Nuestro honor
Ando con mi clicka making plans
The radio is exploding and the DJ play my tracks
Maybe one day we are making racks
Pero ahora no me importa todo lo hago por mis fans
My mama told me one day
Mijo se que triunfarás
Se que triunfarás
Se que triunfarás
Theres no chance to me
To pick the wrong way
Theres no chance to me
To pick the wrong way
Pues ando chambeando por mi family all day
All day, all day
Mi camino es el rap
Everybody get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We are blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
Mis hermanos quemando dentro e' la traila
Keeping it up
Mis compas y mis hommies no fallan
Always ready pa' la batalla
Full energy on the mic try it out
No te alcanza
Con el flow de mi barrio no hay tranza
EN:
Everybody, get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We're blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
My brothers burning it inside the trailer
Keeping it up
My buddies and my homies never fail
Always ready for battle
Full energy on the mic, try it out
You don't have enough
With the flow of my neighborhood, there's no trouble
Riding on the bike with the guys on the sidewalk
Four pretty girls driving a Panamera
The cousins try the rizz on the chicks
Who could
But like Sammy Sosa, they batted them out
We do what we want but with what we can
Life without complications, that's our way
We smile always, wherever and however
Family and friends, that's our flag
I'm feeling like I'm flying
Rhyming at my desire
For my neighborhood, always fighting
Fast like lightning
In the streets, I'm surviving
While I'm rapping
About rising
I'm the best, no pretending, I'm on fire
Everybody, get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We're blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
My brothers burning it inside the trailer
Keeping it up
My buddies and my homies never fail
Always ready for battle
Full energy on the mic, try it out
You don't have enough
With the flow of my neighborhood, there's no trouble
We always put our heart
United no matter the situation
Even if the world falls apart and we think there's no sense
We'll always be at the forefront defending
Our honor
I'm with my clique making plans
The radio is exploding and the DJ plays my tracks
Maybe one day we're making racks
But now I don't care, I do everything for my fans
My mama told me one day
Son, I know you'll succeed
I know you'll succeed
I know you'll succeed
There's no chance for me
To pick the wrong way
There's no chance for me
To pick the wrong way
Because I'm working for my family all day
All day, all day
My path is rap
Everybody, get low
We got the sauce
From the east to the west
We're blasting on the coast
Drifting the impala low rider
My brothers burning it inside the trailer
Keeping it up
My buddies and my homies never fail
Always ready for battle
Full energy on the mic, try it out
You don't have enough
With the flow of my neighborhood, there's no trouble
Nocturnal & melancholic yet imposing trap corrido Sung in Spanish. Nocturnal & melancholic yet imposing trap corrido Sung in Spanish. Ode to the Day of the Dead, the most important Mexican holiday in the year. Male rapper, male backing vocals, male adlibs, brass sample, Spanish guitar, synth, strings, Latin & electronic percussion.Lyrics
ES:
Día de muertos
Día de muertos
Estamos de fiesta
Siguen los recuerdos
Día de muertos
Día de muertos
Estamos de fiesta
Siguen los recuerdos
En la noche estrellada
En el aire perfumado
Las calacas bailan
En el campo y la ciudad
Con flores de cempasúchil
Y pan de muerto dorado
Preparamos el altar
Para nunca olvidar
Hoy hay fiesta
Prepara el tequila y los tamales
Brindemos por lo bueno
Y que se vayan to' los males
Las calles tan coloridas
Para un día tan especial
Celebramos por los nuestros
Por todos los esenciales
Día de Muertos, fiesta de colores
Las almas regresan a compartir amores
Recordemos a los que ya no están
Con risas y lágrimas, nunca se irán
Día de Muertos, fiesta de colores
Las almas regresan a compartir amores
Recordemos a los que ya no están
Con risas y lágrimas, nunca se irán
Las velas parpadean
La ofrenda iluminada
Las fotos y memorias
En el altar colocadas
Las risas, las historias
Compartidas y cantadas
Unidos en este instante
La vida y muerte abrazadas
Las velas parpadean
La ofrenda iluminada
Las fotos y memorias
En el altar colocadas
Las risas, las historias
Compartidas y cantadas
Unidos en este instante
La vida y muerte abrazadas
Día de Muertos, fiesta de colores
Las almas regresan a compartir amores
Recordemos a los que ya no están
Con risas y lágrimas, nunca se irán
Día de Muertos, fiesta de colores
Las almas regresan a compartir amores
Recordemos a los que ya no están
Con risas y lágrimas, nunca se irán
Día de muertos
Día de muertos
Estamos de fiesta
Siguen los recuerdos
Día de muertos
Día de muertos
Estamos de fiesta
Siguen los recuerdos
EN:
Day of the Dead
Day of the Dead
We are celebrating
Memories continue
Day of the Dead
Day of the Dead
We are celebrating
Memories continue
In the starry night
In the perfumed air
The skeletons dance
In the countryside and the city
With marigold flowers
And golden bread of the dead
We prepare the altar
To never forget
Today there's a party
Prepare the tequila and tamales
Let's toast to the good
And let all the evils go away
The streets so colorful
For such a special day
We celebrate for our own
For all the essentials
Day of the Dead, a festival of colors
Souls return to share loves
Let's remember those who are no longer here
With laughter and tears, they'll never leave
Day of the Dead, a festival of colors
Souls return to share loves
Let's remember those who are no longer here
With laughter and tears, they'll never leave
The candles flicker
The altar illuminated
The photos and memories
Placed on the altar
The laughter, the stories
Shared and sung
United in this moment
Life and death embraced
The candles flicker
The altar illuminated
The photos and memories
Placed on the altar
The laughter, the stories
Shared and sung
United in this moment
Life and death embraced
Day of the Dead, a festival of colors
Souls return to share loves
Let's remember those who are no longer here
With laughter and tears, they'll never leave
Day of the Dead, a festival of colors
Souls return to share loves
Let's remember those who are no longer here
With laughter and tears, they'll never leave
Day of the Dead
Day of the Dead
We are celebrating
Memories continue
Day of the Dead
Day of the Dead
We are celebrating
Memories continue
Energetic, lively & groovy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung Energetic, lively & groovy chicano rap with boom bap influences sung in Spanglish. Sometimes life can feel lonely, cause you have to work hard to make it happen. Male rapper, male backing vocals, male adlibs, vinyl scratch fx, brass ensemble, Spanish guitar, synth, Latin & electronic percussion.Lyrics
ES:
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
1 2 3 on the street
Start the game
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Las manos arriba
Que esto empiece otra vez
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Living it up
Living it up
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
C'mon try to follow my pace
La neta stop
No le juegues al vergas
Que yo no soy la cops
Yo si saltaré la cerca
Hold your breath mijo
Or they gonna find us
Corre hasta al amanecer
Esconde lo que traigo
Make the call to the primos
They know how to do
Solo sigue corriendo
Esa es la actitud
Corazón de león
Carrera de campeón
Una sola razón
Lograr salir del callejón
Everything for my mama
Everything I can
If a start again
Again, again
Often you don't make allies
On the cops
No te fies de él
Solo es un pinche mamón
Trust your own hands son
Pa' que salgas adelante
Hasta en la peor situación
Juh, prende la lección
Recuerda que el diamante
También nació del carbón
Sometimes life feels lonely
Cause
You have to work to hard for make the honey
Bro
Yeah
Feel the flow
The party is starting
And nobody wants go
If I step in it's gonna be a show
But blast the sirens
Y empezó el descontrol
Escaping from the roof
If you fall you're gonna lose
A run into the car
Start the engine fool
Eeeeergh
Encendimos el low rider
Ahora ando con mis compas
Y no creo que me alcancen
Venimos desde abajo
Y no creo que nos alcancen
Never gonna lose
One, two, three, four!
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
1 2 3 on the street
Start the game
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Las manos arriba
Que esto empiece otra vez
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Living it up
Living it up
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
C'mon try to follow my pace
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
1 2 3 on the street
Start the game
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Las manos arriba
Que esto empiece otra vez
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Living it up
Living it up
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
C'mon try to follow my pace
EN:
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
1 2 3 on the street
Start the game
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Hands up
Let this start again
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
Living it up
Living it up
Woh check it yo
Check it yeah
Check it
Check that
C'mon try to follow my pace
For real, stop
Don't play tough
I'm not the cops
I'll jump the fence
Hold your breath, son
Or they'll find us
Run until dawn
Hide what you carry
Make the call to the cousins
They know what to do
Just keep running
That's the attitude
Lionheart
Champion's race
One reason only
To try and get out of the alley
Everything for my mama
Everything I can
If I start again
Again, again
Often you don't make allies
With the cops
Don't trust him
He's just a damn jerk
Trust your own hands, son
To get ahead
Even in the worst situation
Huh, learn the lesson
Remember that the diamond
Also comes from coal
Sometimes life feels lonely
Cause
You have to work too hard to make the honey
Bro
Yeah
Feel the flow
The party is starting
And nobody wants to go
If I step in, it's gonna be a show
But blast the sirens
And the chaos begins
Escaping from the roof
If you fall, you're gonna lose
Run to the car
Start the engine, fool
Eeeeergh
We ignited the low rider
Now I'm with my buddies
And I don't think they'll catch me
We come from the bottom
And I don't think they'll catch us
Never gonna lose
Seductive, fun & danceable merengue reggaeton sung in Spanish. Tell Seductive, fun & danceable merengue reggaeton sung in Spanish. Tell me that I'm yours, and yours alone. Female singer, brass section, electronic piano, synth, electronic & Latin percussion.Lyrics
ES:
Vámonos pa'l mambo a celebrar
Quiero que me digas la verdad
Que esos besos a mí me ponen mal
Dime qué soy tuya nada más
Vámonos pa'l mambo a celebrar
Quiero que me digas la verdad
Porque yo te quiero de verdad
Dime que soy tuya nada más
Tú tienes algo que yo no sé
Pero si me besas tú me dejas con sed
Me bailas apretadito ya lo noté
Tú no eres un nueve, tú eres un diez
Tú tienes algo que yo no sé
Pero si me besas tú me dejas con sed
Me bailas apretadito ya lo noté
Tú no eres un nueve, tú eres un diez
Uuhhhh uhhhhh uhhhhh
Vámonos pa'l mambo a celebrar
Quiero que me digas la verdad
Que esos besos a mí me ponen mal
Dime qué soy tuya nada más
Vámonos pa'l mambo a celebrar
Quiero que me digas la verdad
Porque yo te quiero de verdad
Dime que soy tuya nada más
(Dime qué soy tuya nada más
Bajo la lluvia al despertar)
Luces cámara y acción
Como muevo el maquinón
Resiste la tentación
Con la de mi corazón
Luces cámara y acción
Como muevo el maquinón
Yo siento una sensación
Dime si quieres o no
Tú tienes algo que yo no sé
Pero si me besas tú me dejas con sed
Me bailas apretadito ya lo noté
Tú no eres un nueve, tú eres un diez
Tú tienes algo que yo no sé
Pero si me besas tú me dejas con sed
Me bailas apretadito ya lo noté
Tú no eres un nueve, tú eres un diez
Vámonos pa'l mambo a celebrar
Quiero que me digas la verdad
Que esos besos a mí me ponen mal
Dime qué soy tuya nada más
Vámonos pa'l mambo a celebrar
Quiero que me digas la verdad
Porque yo te quiero de verdad
Dime que soy tuya nada más
EN:
Let's go to the mambo to celebrate
I want you to tell me the truth
Because those kisses drive me crazy
Tell me that I'm yours alone
Let's go to the mambo to celebrate
I want you to tell me the truth
Because I really love you
Tell me that I'm yours alone
You have something that I don't know
But if you kiss me, you leave me thirsty
You dance with me so tight, I've noticed
You're not a nine, you're a ten
You have something that I don't know
But if you kiss me, you leave me thirsty
You dance with me so tight, I've noticed
You're not a nine, you're a ten
Uuhhhh uhhhhh uhhhhh
Let's go to the mambo to celebrate
I want you to tell me the truth
Because those kisses drive me crazy
Tell me that I'm yours alone
Let's go to the mambo to celebrate
I want you to tell me the truth
Because I really love you
Tell me that I'm yours alone
(Tell me that I'm yours alone
Under the rain when waking up)
Lights, camera, action
Like I move the big machine
Resist the temptation
With the one in my heart
Lights, camera, action
Like I move the big machine
I feel a sensation
Tell me if you want to or not
You have something that I don't know
But if you kiss me, you leave me thirsty
You dance with me so tight, I've noticed
You're not a nine, you're a ten
You have something that I don't know
But if you kiss me, you leave me thirsty
You dance with me so tight, I've noticed
You're not a nine, you're a ten
Let's go to the mambo to celebrate
I want you to tell me the truth
Because those kisses drive me crazy
Tell me that I'm yours alone
Let's go to the mambo to celebrate
I want you to tell me the truth
Because I really love you
Tell me that I'm yours alone
Lively, uplifting & festive instrumental Latin montuno-trap. Inspired Lively, uplifting & festive instrumental Latin montuno-trap. Inspired by Cuba, Puerto Rico & Caribbean contemporary urban dance culture. Piano, brass section, synth, fx riser, electronic & Latin percussion. Lead trumpet rise followed by a drop @ 0'41 & @ 1'24.
