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letra de 114% buster - sir dyno

[verse 1 – sir dyno]
i walk into a tienda
a vato d-gg-n’ me
and before i speak a word the skrapa tells me:
“where you from ese?”
claiming sur cali por vida
my muscles flex cause i knewa ha ha ha
it was on, i reach into my creased pants
“how you gonna hit up norteño in the vicinity of the norte ese?”
“w-ssup” i put my cuete back for later
and i preceded to hit the vato with my two hay makers
simon, i see the blood drippin’ down my fists
i love it his homeboys shot some ballas but they all miss
i got car-n-les and i saw his red paños flying
love to see the sight of these sewer rat skrapas dying
the smell of victory was all up in the air
when the pigs cuff me up, i was laughing i didn’t care
“go ahead take me to the pinta
so i can murder me some more skrapas”

[verse 2 – tokztero]
they calling us busters, cause they can’t trust us
murderous, and we scandalous, cutless
so organized, and im shooting first
my thirst for sangre’s quenched when my cuete bursts and im hungry
tore up from the floor up, gang signs i’m throwin up
the big norte, simon, is blowing up
that’s right, carnal, show ’em what it’s all about
motherf-cking skrpas can’t hear me, so i gots to shout
when i’m representing, fool
we’re representing, i see he sit to p-ss like a heina then he sh-tted
a punk -ss skrapa, dreams he could stop a
down norteño but we always end up on top-a
a leva, from the sewer, real vatos coming fewer
if i see the finest skrapa b-tch – i wouldn’t do her
a bit of northern hospitality, with this northern exposure
in the northern hemisphere – a soldier

[chorus]
a skrpa – no i can’t trust her!
i’m just a 114% buster. (x4)

[verse 3 – tokztero]
puro norte, we’re k!lling skrapas dead
stabbing them putos straight in the back of the head
we’re letting you know, you tresp-ss on my land
you gots to go and there no way you can win
and body bags filled up with ratas
we’re gagging their mouth, cover em with red caras
hoping the b-tch doesn’t scream a little bit louder
i’ll have to drown his face in some white powder
xiv to eternity, flamin up and representin is all that matters to me
men like a chavala, i’ll take out your main shot caller
you so scandalous i bet you give it for a dollar
catorces what i bang, and norte’s where i hang
my best qualities shines through when i gang bang

that’s right carnal, show these putos what it’s all about – that big norte

[repeat chorus]

- sir dyno

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