Tu Sabes Quienes Somos

Tony Touch & Eddie Dee - Rap, Reggaetón
Tu Sabes Quienes Somos
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Duration: 3:59
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Tu Sabes Quienes Somos Tony Touch (Ft. Eddie Dee) The Reggaetony Album [Eddie Dee] Yo! Yo, Yo, Yo! E.D.D.I.E.! Tony Toca! Yo! [Eddie Dee] Yo si que soy un care' lata Un tipo común y corriente, pero que no se vende por plata Y no trata, con los rata Que anda diciendo por ahí que gente mata Yo soy yo y nada mas que eso, pa' Sin receso ando buscando el peso y ya De mi comida que nadie pida La gente que haga lo que quiera con su vida Y al criticón que no le gusta el reggaeton Y en un problema cabron puеs pocos son Los que pintan como crayola Quieren sonar еn la Victrola Pero ninguno da pies con bola Y los oyentes saben que lo mío es de cora' Que fumo, bebo, me amanezco y que se joda Como a cualquier hijo de vecino Un tipo ahogao en el mal camino Tony Toca! [Tony Touch] Can you tell how to live? Do what I've gotta do just to feed three kids See I make that money, it don't make me That's why some love me, some hate me [Eddie Dee] Tu sabes bien que, nadie va cambiarme a mi To' el mundo sabe que yo sigo siendo Eddie Dee El dinero no ha cambiao mi forma de ser Tengo palabra y tres hijas que mantener [Tony Touch] Yeah, Yo! I see those pillos, carifrescos But they bust ain't no tiros (uh, uh) Ese cobarde no puede conmigo That's my word, homeboy te lo digo Eddie Dee, pai', remember me? O.G. since '92, '93 Mucho man and hand, , mucho bustin' ready And quick to tell them suckers MC Deja la pichaera I remember once mi abuela Me dijo que cuidao con quien tu andas No te metas con cualquiera (cuidao') Son muchas culebras Escondido en la hierba Speakin' of hierba (yeah!) I've just brought me a fat one A mi corillo, time for some action Regulate all the time with the passion Heavy-weight, self-straight, like that son [Eddie Dee] Tu sabes bien que, nadie va cambiarme a mi To' el mundo sabe que yo sigo siendo Eddie Dee (Eddie Dee!) El dinero no ha cambiao mi forma de ser (no way!) Tengo palabra y tres hijas que mantener (dale pai', dale!) Tu sabes bien que, nadie va cambiarme a mi (uh-huh!) To' el mundo sabe que yo sigo siendo Eddie Dee (Eddie Dee!) El dinero no ha cambiao mi forma de ser (no!) Tengo palabra y tres hijas que mantener (mantener, pa'!) [Tony Touch] Can you tell how to live? (uh-huh!) Do what I've gotta do just to feed three kids (do it) See I make that money, it don't make me (no weed!) That's why some love me, some hate me (like that, yo!) [Tony Touch] + (Eddie Dee) Yeah! What you wanna do, man, what you wanna do? (yeah!) (No te haga el loco, tu sabes quienes somos!) Hey, Yo! What you wanna do, man, what you wanna do? (c'mon) (No te haga el loco, tu sabes quienes somos!) What you wanna do, what you wanna do? (say what!?) (No te haga el loco, tu sabes quienes somos!) What you wanna do, what you wanna do? (uhh) (No te haga el loco, ya tu sabes quienes somos!) [Tony Touch] + (Eddie Dee) Yeah! Word up! Tony Toca! (Dímelo!) E.D.D.I.E.! (Eddie Dee!) ReggaeTony! (You know what it is!) Pa' que aprendan! (What!?) Por ahí viene "El Diario"! ("El Diario"!) "El Diario"! (I see it, baby, I see it!) Tony Touch! (What!?) Haha! (Toma!) [Outro] Entonces right Ya, I feel the candidate The little sort of type this shit, 'cuz... Like Tony, that nigga'd be doing at mad tour see shit And then I had to take like a little vacation Like they had called me Gave me some bracelets And like we've done for some shit That I didn't do But it was my hands Right but nigga'd be blunt, up this shit And then I did though The Piece Maker 1, The Piece Maker 2 And then I had it tonight I've seen no kinda like Royalty state Mean some nation, but that's cool 'cuz you know, that nigga got me soury That day, so he was so aight But I'm feeling kinda tight 'cuz I've been gone, for like a year Maybe two most three years And then like niggas be aight hill Making loot, making money The Reggaeton thong shit That thang blow up I'ma have it go solo And Tony, I love you Yo son, this is my song Thought a banana, but no sign it, off bro' I ain't doing no more ya almost I'm kind your craze And I'm not could be rolling your blunts Either, Uh fuck it man I'll call you records! If so why...
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- Producers
- Luis Tineo