lirik lagu el baron o barao – cresspo castellano
(intro:)
(willow on the beat)
yow..
el amor mayates…
el baron o barao…
cresspo castellano…
a.k.a the young ghost
a.k.a castellano
a.k.a ghostellano
a.k.a cast your cast
still agibs…
yeah…
real n*gga sh*t…
you already know…
(willow on the beat)
(verse:)
all stars, converse with my chuck taylors
i never swim with fishes, i crawl with alligators
cold blooded blood, choc’late n*gga mix the mud
pass me a bup of boffee, you know a n*gga godly
boolin’ bad, i’m bool balm and bollected
i roll with f*cking goons
you know i’m well protected
well respected, well connected don’t need life jacket
walk like bullet proof, like i’m teflon don
machine gun kelly, noriega under dawg
the godfather, escobar el patron
white bricks n*gga still rep ma puntero
el baron o barao like nacho montero
the streets che guaverra
lwena checka fella
ain’t stopping till a n*gga surpass rockafella
doit like big mitch, black gangstar disciples
i’m on my x man spray the lazer like i’m psyclops
m.s 13 in my eyes i see the green
real n*gga religion, fly like i’m peagion
i still pack pieces, praying to my jesus pieces
blowing f*cking gasses, i will smith the necklace
superstar n*gga, without a car n*gga
i’m in the hood errday without a scar n*gga
john gotti guffy, i f*ck these f*cking groupies
shoutout to cybot, this my living legend
we about the lifestyle we don’t need no f*ggots
all these hoes are rachet
attract ’em like a magnet
neighbourhood superstar with the coolest gadget
i’m here to change my life, shout out to future wife
i feel something, is making me shaking
when i touch the cigarettes i feel like i’m shaking
the feeling f*cked up, confuses a n*gga
kneel on my knees praying hard for something bigger
i see some f*ck sh*t, circling my eye
it’s a white spark of light like some kinda voodoo
jump up and down on stage but they never boo you
these people using something escalade anxiety
they very jumpy turning us, into zombies
they making n*ggas jam like traffic full of f*cking combies
they hacking my phone putting on remote controls
ama survive this because i got the b*lls
they clone phones, getting all the 4.1.1
i keep it 4hunnid like y.g 0.1.1
this is 6.6.2 it’s m.o.b sh*t
i bleed blood bl**dy, gudda n*gga b*tch
when i die, i swear ama be a f*cking legend
i put it all on god, as i seek rependance
i’m a good guy cause i give hunnid percent
on errthing i do, ama doit perfect
young black and ambitious next bill gates
young black and viscous next kevin gates
rolling on the skates, razor sharp razor blades
ama make it big, no matter what it takes
am keeping all the real, and cutting all the fakes
skrrrrr skrrrr, accelerate the car without the brakes
a lot of people, never wanna see us happy
they rather see you bleed to death then they feeling happy
el baron , el patron, o barao
i’m farming big rhymes, tinstead of farming cows
they catch up, hao starter go nkaoza
i know the revolution, gone be televised
this is the revolution of only the wise
biological weapon they using corona
5g radiation, changing our persona
they finna know what we do they tracking our moves
disturbing n*ggas all the way, while we making moves
i give ’em love, loyalty & my respect
they never give it back
they just d*mn pretend
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