I am the teacher and I give the class only once, here it is not repeated
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Pour a glass of code over the rose so it doesn't wither anymore
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My face is already melting, I laugh and continue drinking from the cacique
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Your black girl wants my pipe, and among my friends she throws herself
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Without being shaken, the septum splits tracing Nike with coca
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As Lecon says: It's not my fault that I then kiss your mouth
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I told her to put up with the note, just the same she went very crazy
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I'm not from Caracas
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I'm from a jungle where the signal doesn't even reach
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They take away any type of cell phone
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If they see you dreaming it in the municipal
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Not even those under 14 years old are shaking their pulse to shoot
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Cause of the weed and the sale without a prescription in the Preveral pharmacy
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And it is
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Don't play with these little guys (yeah)
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If they do not meet all the requirements
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Children of the trap, this is no longer a myth
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skrt, skrt
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They are looking for us for more than one crime
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They want to lead the life that I lead
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These kids can't, that's why they die
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They try to prepare the Leanky without the Seven
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And they say they have a slow path, never
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They shout in small groups where they dress
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All as similar and even smell
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A monitor and they think they are pretty and
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His groupies are talking 'and my penis
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Skrt
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good trap
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Although I have a minimum feeling
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It is not my fault that I write at twelve o'clock at night, half confused'
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Because of that shit that drives me crazy and always upsets me in all my senses
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It's not convenient for me, it's even less convenient for me
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But all the witnesses treat me the same
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From Jehovah, they bless me and on Sundays
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I sit with them and talk about the chivuo
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They say that in the Bible there is a prophecy
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That Big Soto will launch a duet with him
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And the bottom will end up down, down
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Trampled, humiliated by this duo
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If you want to know more about the history
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Wait for the next chapter I continue
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yeah yeah
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Our Father who art in heaven
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Give me whores, long life and the money
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Only you know what I really want
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The good for my mommy and for mine ugly
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I don't even believe it anymore
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I take a walk
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And I laugh in his face
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And I make them all ugly...
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Skrt!
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All crazy all night
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Hallucinating her and doing
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Skrt!
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Mommy looks at me out of the corner of her eye
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I turn around, throw him a kiss and a
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Skrt!
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They are aware of what I do and I am on top of all their mommies
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I'm stuck in the neighborhood but with my mind in Miami
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yeah!
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All crazy all night
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Hallucinating her and doing
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Skrt!
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Mommy looks at me out of the corner of her eye
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I turn around, throw him a kiss and a
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Skrt!
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They are aware of what I do and I am on top of all their mommies
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I'm stuck in the neighborhood but with my mind in Miami
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But with the mind for Miami
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Young boy nigga
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It's Venezuelan real trapa
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They can't with us guy
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Never
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Trainer, Leon
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It's son of the trap my nigga |