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Cuentas Claras Lyrics by Robot95

Chocolate Blanco

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La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos sólo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain

La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos sólo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain

Camino hacia mi ataúd then you wanna fight
Papi, hay muchos como tú que les gusta hablar
Me and god, not the money
Ya no hay hielo, honey
Isn't rolling Chronic adentro de mi KingSize

Mami, sé no hay nada sólo hubo cuentas claras, ah
El Bussiness de la madrugada
Mi cabeza Fucked Up
Enrolo marihuana (that's right) ah, a ver si el humo ahora me calma

Hay que trabajar, hay que generar (generar)
Hay lobos en la calle y te querrán tragar, ah
Hay que invertir, hay que recuperar
Hay que saber forjar si lo va a fumar, yeh

From the west side ah, keeping ganstá
Ahora a la venta la mejor merca
Mi toque apesta, toda la yeska
Tengo a mis cuervos en la esquina alerta (that's right, motherfucker)

La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos sólo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain

La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos sólo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain

That's your set, mi receta, ojeras en la banqueta, wa
Pero más cash en la cartera
Aquí no existe el hubiera
Y si sí existiera, ah
Papi, tú ya no existieras

In a (???) fame is for out the game (west gold)
La aplicaste una vez, no la vuelve a hacer
Yo... Enrolo my weed, I'm rolling otra vez (otra vez)
Me alejo del lío pa acercarme al jet (prrr)

Enrolo fé, fumo fé, genero fé (genero fé)
You know my name, el humo es el que me ve (él me ve)
Ella se enojó porque no le marqué (biatch)
Lo siento, bebé, pues tengo que comer
Yeska from the jungle, con los pies descalzos
Entre más dolor más éxito en los pasos
Ya no quiero blanco, sólo lleno el banco
Mi familia rica por la música o atracos (that's right, motherfuckers)

La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money rain
Los míos sólo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain

La calle empieza a generar
Money mobs and make money
Sólo, sólo quieren gastar
Aquí no hay ley, we make money rain

Getting high, motherfuckers
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About “Cuentas Claras” by Robot95

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"Cuentas Claras" appears on "Chocolate Blanco".

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