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  • Pj Sin Suela – Perdona La Espera Lyrics

    Letra de “Perdona La Espera”

    Hello, PJ habla claro como albino
    Tu carrera esta cerca delfín como Dan Marino
    Entendiste ¿del fin? pescao no subestime
    Cada vez que rime vua ver como tu ego se deprime
    Y se apunta una .45 Pedro Martínez
    La esprime tengo a tu subconsciente usando kleenex
    Sudando gotas de frío, llorando gotas de envidia
    Porque de tanto tierra, floreció una orquídea
    Ahhh, perdona la tardanza
    Ahhh, volvió el Jefe cm Kansas
    El más que baila en esta f*cking danza
    Escupiendo balas como Bonanza
    Bam bam, sube las manos esto es un asalto
    Bam bam, te pongo a mover y no soy narco
    Cada ritmo que parto no vuelve a crecer lagarto
    No pienso parar infarto no hay charco pa’ este barco de letra
    Se humilde, PJ no te esmandes
    Pero un cabrón de 6’6 me dijo ni que yo era grande
    Y otro con un hoodie y espejuelos de lao’
    Me dijo PJ tu eres un sumo con el lápiz pesao’
    Y al chamaquito en el último party que can’té
    Que me dijo que cuando pelean los país me sube
    En los audífonos pa’ olvidar los problemas de afuera
    A ti mismito yussie te quiero decir que perdona la espera

    Perdona la espera
    Y si te fallé en alguna ocasión
    Aprovecho esta canción pa’ decirte que
    Perdona la espera
    Perdona la espera
    A mi público quiero pedirle disculpas por tardarme tanto pero estamos claros que…

    Tarde pero seguro es mejor que nunca
    Esta gente anda vira como el signo de pregunta
    Se juntan no apuntan tiran balas pa’ arriba
    La gravedad es mi hija PJ siempre se la esquiva
    Bailando con tu jevita tirao’ pa’ tras como el limbo
    Me dijo hazme un hijo que yo se que va ser lindo

    Pensé que la música me prometía 1000 gatas
    Pero me di cuenta que solo una me arrebata
    Soy un enamorao’, no un player, ni un galán
    Le tiro bomba a to’ estas satas como un musulmán
    Aunque me dijiste piensa bien tu decisión
    Que te voy a dejar si rapeas de profesión
    Entiendo tu pasión pero no estoy pa coger cuernos
    Ni embustes, gobierno ni despedirme en invierno
    Pero baby si me voy soy tuyo como quiera
    Espero volver pa decirte que perdona la espera

    Perdona la espera
    Si alguna vez rompí tu corazón
    Aprovecho esta canción pa’ decirte que

    Perdona la espera
    Perdona la espera
    Si alguna vez rompí tu corazón
    Aprovecho esta canción pa’ decirte que

    El punto de rapiar es que tu letra tenga un punto
    Y esta gente sigue fallando en el tiro libre juntos
    No hay punto que me venda, ni punto que me pare
    Coma, los mato lento como el dos de un garret
    Mami me dice que la calle esta mala
    Que ahora el más cobarde esconde una bala
    Que no llegue tarde si el caldo esta que arde
    Y hay muertos pa’ botar que no me escojan de alcalde
    Y yo otra vez a las 5 de la mañana
    Le digo una excusa corta como katana
    La beso en las canas, me sonríe con ojeras
    Le digo buenas noches mami y perdona la espera

    Perdona la espera
    Si te fallé en alguna ocasión
    Aprovecho esta canción pa decirte que
    Perdona la espera
    Perdona la espera

    Muchas gracias a to’ esa gente que ha esperao’
    Que me esta apoyando todo el tiempo
    Los quiero
    Sin Suela
    Este es PJ en verdad este no es Sin Suela
    Este soy yo esta es la clara


  • Gucci Mane & Future – Selling Heroin (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

    [Intro: Future]
    Guwop, Wizard
    1017, yeah, yeah

    [Bridge: Future]
    My watch and my chains is litty
    My rings and ears sadity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He ’bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
    Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

    [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
    This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
    I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itchin’
    I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
    I got these bitches sellin’ blood to get a fix in
    Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
    My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
    I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet Mimosa
    I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
    This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
    I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
    Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
    They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
    Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m ssellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

    [Verse 2: Future]
    Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
    Got them niggas wrappin’ dummies, I got niggas pullin’ kick doors
    I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the N.O
    You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
    Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
    ’69 Camaro, boy you remixin’ a kilo
    Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
    I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
    I got European niggas pullin’ heists, prino
    I go Donald Trump when I’m lookin’ for the c-notes
    You get hit with pump if you fuckin’ with the kilo
    Lookin’ at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
    (Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin)

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin
    Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m ssellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin
    I look like I’m sellin’ heroin, I’m sellin’ heroin

    [Bridge: Future]
    My watch and my chains is litty
    My rings and ears sidity
    Yeah, my watch and bag a Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He ’bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


  • GUCCI MANE – Selling Heroin lyrics

    Guwop, Wizzop
    1017, yeah, yeah

    My watch and my chains is litted
    My rings and ears sidity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

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    This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
    I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itching
    I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
    I got these bitches selling blood to get a fix in
    Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
    My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
    I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet mamosa
    I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
    This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
    I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
    Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
    They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
    Got them niggas wrapping dummies
    I got niggas pulling kick doors
    I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the NO
    You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
    Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
    ’69 Camaro, boy you remixing send a kilo
    Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
    I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
    I got European niggas pulling heists, (?)
    I go Donald Trump when I’m looking for the c-note
    You get hit with pump if you fighting over the kilo
    Looking at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
    Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin

    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    My watch and my chains is litted
    My rings and ears sidity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


  • Gucci Mane & Future – Selling Heroin

    [Intro]
    Guwop, Wizzop
    1017, yeah, yeah

    [Bridge: Future]
    My watch and my chains is litted
    My rings and ears sadity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    [Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
    This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
    I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itching
    I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
    I got these bitches selling blood to get a fix in
    Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
    My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
    I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet mamosa
    I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
    This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
    I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
    Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
    They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    [Verse 2: Future]
    Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
    Got them niggas wrapping dummies
    I got niggas pulling kick doors
    I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the NO
    You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
    Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
    ’69 Camaro, boy you remixing send a kilo
    Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
    I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
    I got European niggas pulling heists, (?)
    I go Donald Trump when I’m looking for the c-note
    You get hit with pump if you fighting over the kilo
    Looking at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
    Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin

    [Hook: Gucci Mane]
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    [Bridge: Future]
    My watch and my chains is litted
    My rings and ears sidity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


  • Gucci Mane – Selling Heroin lyrics

    Guwop, Wizzop
    1017, yeah, yeah

    My watch and my chains is litted
    My rings and ears sidity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    This ain’t a gimmick, it’s an epidemic
    I got that shit that’ll bust your heart, make you get to itching
    I got that shit that make a junkie walk from Mississippi
    I got these bitches selling blood to get a fix in
    Man she can’t even find a vein to catch a drain
    My niggas might hijack a plane to get the cain
    I’m Gucci Mane, I feel like Sosa, Moet mamosa
    I got ’em smoking like a motor to meet the quota
    This parking spot reserved for kingpins, it’s reserved
    I look like I just robbed a kingpin for 100 birds
    Man come and holler at your boy, I got that boy
    They know Guwop about his bills, LeSean McCoy

    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    Junkies at the front door, I got junkies at the back door
    Got them niggas wrapping dummies
    I got niggas pulling kick doors
    I got hoes in Frisco, I got hoes live in the NO
    You want you a ho and you know we call that a demo
    Came from out the section, stash a million in the Pinto
    ’69 Camaro, boy you remixing send a kilo
    Look inside this barrel if you look into the peep hole
    I just popped a tab and I keep that Dan Marino
    I got European niggas pulling heists, (?)
    I go Donald Trump when I’m looking for the c-note
    You get hit with pump if you fighting over the kilo
    Looking at my wrist, man this shit should be illegal
    Like heroin, like heroin, like heroin

    I look like I’m selling heroin, I look like I’m selling heroin
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m so illegal
    Man I just did a song with Sevyn, she say I’m streeter
    Man, I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin
    I look like I’m selling heroin, I’m selling heroin

    My watch and my chains is litted
    My rings and ears sidity
    Yeah, my watch and bag on Nicki
    20 chains on me now
    90 bricks on me now
    We might pass you in a drought
    He bout to bring they ass out
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


  • DJ Khaled – How Many Times lyrics

    [Bridge: Chris Brown]
    Pour a cup for the bitches that ain’t scared to get down
    Get down, get down
    How many times I got ’em?
    Light another for the bitch who’s just only in town for the weekend

    [Hook: Chris Brown]
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side
    You know how a nigga feel ’bout wasting time
    You know how I feel about waiting in line
    You know he ain’t it, girl you’re wasting your time
    You’ll only ditch him for a moment in time, take it in stride
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side
    How many times?

    [Verse 1: Lil Wayne]
    How many times I gotta tell your ass to come over?
    How many times I gotta tell you I gotta chauffeur?
    Think about it, think it over, everything is gon’ be kosher
    Call me when you getting closer
    If you take a taxi, how much I owe ya?
    Don’t send me no naked pictures
    If I can’t get naked with ya
    This dick is our recognition
    I don’t mind paying that commission
    Is you with the shit or nah?
    If we ain’t fucking then bitch, bon voyage
    How many times? I said how many times?
    Too many times and bitch I ain’t got time

    [Hook]

    [Verse 2: Big Sean]
    Okay phone off the hook, yeah that bitch won’t stop blinking
    I’ll pick up for you though on the second ring
    You’ve been drinking and drinking, you’re drinking for fun
    And you drink for a reason
    Yeah leave your boyfriend and call me when you’re leaving
    Calling shots refereeing, no drama
    Pussy so wet I’mma need Dramamine and mattress Aquafining
    Boy I light the block up, young Billie Jeaning
    I’m dodging the leeches, I’m signing agreements
    I’m signing new artists, I sell out arenas
    Swimming with the dolphins on the Dan Marino
    Wine mixing, this shit like the Catalina
    B-I-G, minus Puff and Lil Cease
    I’m on my grind, 3 AM text like I need ya
    Dream about the pussy, fuck it I’m a dreamer
    Hold me down but don’t hold me back like I need you to, damn
    I wrote myself a million dollar check in fifth grade
    I put it on the wall and promised it’d be this way
    She fuck me like she want the rent paid
    Like she want that Oscar De La Renta
    I slow it down like it’s her favourite ballad
    Then go back up at it like I hadn’t had it
    Straight up

    [Hook (partial)]
    How many times I gotta tell that ass to come over?
    I’ll fuck you right, have you walking from side to side
    How many times?

    [Bridge]

    [Verse 3: Chris Brown]
    I see these bitches in supperclub
    Niggas got me throwing bottles up
    Bottles with all of my homies
    I’m feeling generous, throwing my money
    She said she wanted the molly love
    I gave her the dick but I’m not in love
    I call out, “Bingo!” the minute I’m boning
    Soon as I’m done, kick her out in the morning
    Got xans when I turn up, it’s a party, bust it open
    Pop that pussy in a circle, go retarded, pop it for me
    She got that booty galore, gripping it, backing me up
    You wanna fuck with a thug
    Now I see all these bitches got ass and they throwing
    Damn, it’s just a matter of time ‘fore I’m gone
    Drinking Ciroc and I know that she got it for free
    I hit up Diddy, he told me he did it
    He said that the liquor just bring out the freaks
    Them bitches lit, dropping that ass to a split
    Talking ’bout me, I’m the shit
    I just get down for the money, the bitches, and cars
    And my niggas, they whipping the bricks

    [Hook]