Akon Daddy Yankee - Bring It On

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

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 (tira pa'lante come on)
Say bring it on (tira pa'lante come on)
Now bring it on (tira pa'lante come on)

Oye tas bregando con los anormales
Somos, los de los juguetes espaciales
Ya no, no le temo no, a los tribunales
Tú 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 'cause 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
'Cause we're doing this everyday
In the ghetto which is part of the game we play

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 (tira pa'lante come on)
Say bring it on (tira pa'lante come on)
Now bring it on (estamos ready come on)

¿Qué carajo tú me vas hacer? si yo sé que a ti te parió la feca
Pon las balas donde pones tus palabras
Vamos a ver de que estas hecha muñeca
(You're not gangster) otro maleante de cartón
(I smell a Wangsta) Tú eres tremendo bobolón, pa
Fuck my English, también my broken Spanish
The sound of the gun is a universal language 'cause

I got my people and my gun we open fire
You better get out of my way cause I'm a rider
At any time in the morning or even the evening
I'm letting you splurge 'til you retire
Let's go, nosotros estamos dispuesto
En esto nosotros somos expertos
Cause we are doing this everyday
In the ghetto which is part of the game we play

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 (tira pa'lante come on)
Say bring it on (tira pa'lante come on)
Now bring it on (estamos ready come on)

I got my heat, I got my balls
And enough heart to break all y'all's jaws (mucho corazón pa')
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 (tira pa'lante come on)
Say bring it on (tira pa'lante come on)
Now bring it on (estamos ready come on)

Estamos listos pa' lo que sea y pa lo que venga
We're ready man Don?t get it fucking twisted
We can get a ticket and we can fly out there and give you a visit in the cold
and we can turn it into heat
No te equivoques
Eso es bien fácil pa' nosotros

Writers: ANTHONY HENDERSON, RAMON AYALA

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group

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