Extendo (Remix) Lyrics (English Translation) – Anonimus, Pirlo, JC Reyes

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This is the rim in the first one, I didn’t send
Indira, in this one I left, good God
Forgive me, you are my children, you will
Continue to be my children, I taught you to
Sing. TR are 30, I have a baby
Who drives while I count the money.
That ass seduces me, I bought her the Versace,
Then I put her in four, the cat said she was a puppet
And we paid for the lights, the lights went out
Coming out of the subway, I made that turn with the one-eyed man.
I put on my hood with my gloves
So that nobody would know that I was neutral.
30 bullets, the whole thing,
24 in your face, I’ll put them in you.
The others, I know, I’ll keep them for the hell out.
With your blood I graphite the cement.
The cemetery is full of toads
Who had your attitude at one time.
Don’t think you’re a thug,
You’re a fool pretending to be violent.

I don’t care if you kill people,
Because everyone here has seen dead people.
May bread rest, Ened or Choch,
Chopo, when I turn on the nine, I remember it.
Those guys are mythomaniacs,
In 2016 I was selling crack, while trap was hitting it,
I was Onimus. You’re a mongoloid,
Throwing myself looking for sound, and they see me head on and I notice they’re pale.
I’m not playing, this is Venezuela,
I can kill you quickly even with a knife.
I know everything I want to do,
It seems like I’m the S.

This isn’t Nintendo gaming nor the girls at CC,
They’re from trendo and add faith there.

The body was made by the boyfriend, but I do know how to do it.
They want to give me, and that’s obvious,
Because advice is not respected.
It’s wise, but you learn cookie.
If they call me arrogant,
Because I’m 50, I’m all transparent.
Child with tit, you want that’s obvious,
Because advice is not respected, it’s wise,
But you learn cookie.

If they call me arrogant,
Because I’m 50, I’m all transparent.
Child of 30, I’m a baby
Who drives while I count the pennies.
That ass seduces me, I’ll buy Dior Versace,
I put her in four, the cat said she was a puppet
And we pay for the lights. Tell me where I’m not coming from with the devils.
Since I’m going, let her find herself.

There are 30 exempt.
God walked you to the street for men.
When you see the baby rolling on your block, ba*tard,
Just don’t be surprised.
He spends his life putting his foot in my mouth,
I’m making money, I made my name.
Your b!tch tells me that you spend your time talking about me,
Damn wretch, you have to pray that it doesn’t come out because of you.

We’re going to spit on you, after we die.
You sing it and I lived it.
I have the F and the glory on me,
My manig is the one who talks to you.
I don’t have the patience to argue,
If war breaks out, you’re going to regret it.
You’ve never fought, you were never like that.
I don’t move a kilo, they do it for me.
I have a soldier in every country.
Ask about me, tell your boss where I’m from,
And where I come from. I didn’t care if I hit you,
I’m a real (??), like Ñengo,
A demon in life, like Kendo.
The world knows that I have it.

You’ve never looked for a case,
Because if you look for one, you’re going to come out sniffing.
They let you see, I was already seeing it a while ago,
I was cowboying you. I’ll put a kilo on your head,
And we’ll surely send you to hell.
If they’re ready to fight, I have a .22,
The sticks are full .47, and the Sport.
If I send them, I’ll leave the car like a sieve.

If it’s hot, don’t go out, ba*tard,
You’re not the sun. I have bullets for the system,
The Eskimos for the problem.
I have churros that take it badly,
Dirty ones that lend themselves.
Now stay put, no one goes out with me,
They’re all fast, no lenses in my group.
I wanted to kill them, but it’s going to be my turn without so much uya.
I saw for mine and before yours.

I’m not a sycophant, I’m a man of the heart,
But he won’t let me steal like he did your baby.
I keep you cool and you get sick,
If I don’t obey him.
Dance, I make you dizzy and I grow on you.
We’re clear, good next to them,
The rest don’t come out for me.
If they want to fight with me, I’ll lend them the flow,
And before that they were my fans, it’s because of me that they made trap.

They’re weak, and they hit their shadows from behind.
Another crack, we’ll see each other.
We’ll meet and tell the truth
Before the FL starts to snort again.
Good God, shut up, this is the man.
Respect yourselves, you’re getting slapped.
Fat man.