TRES LECHES (feat. Dahv & Tim Gonzalez)

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Kike

Kike () is an ethnic slur for a Jew. The earliest record of Kike dates back to the 19th century. more »

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Here we go again
Rhymin with my friends
You know how we do
We don't follow trends
Call us hooligans

Call us irrelevant
But When the saints come marchin in
You know we got that Jugo

Ain't really matter what they say bout me
Ain't really matter cuz I'm so free
When I see the enemy
I cookem like rotisserie

Greater is  He who lives in Me
Greater than the shade they throw on me
Livin for the One who set me Free
I got the snake under my feet

I Got
Flavor like adobo
Some people call me loco
Suave like I'm rico
Make 'em scream "ay bendito"

Shout out to Puerto Rico
Pa mi gente for my people
From the barrios to the burbs
From the streets and to the steeples

Yeah
You can call me Solar cuz I'm powered by the son yeah
You can call it boastin but I'm boastin on my Lord yeah
Threw the chains up off of me, now I'm screamin oh yeah
Glory to My Pops In Heaven Gloria Hallelujah

Still got His hand on me
Still got His eyes on me yeah yeah
Still gotta plan for me
Still gotta guarantee yeah yeah

Never gonna leave my side
Even when the waves gets high

We got the heat bro
Unlock the cheat code
His Favor on our side

God the greatest
Automatic statement, you know what I'm on
Every song
I don't even think, I'm always in the zone
Passed the track like a quarterback, Kike set the tone,
We caught the beat then start to eat: Timmo got the bones

We do it for the glory, it's all en mi corazon
The devil say he want the beef, guess he ordered wrong
Hold the phone
Pick it up, listen up
Make sure that you not alone
Volume on the speaker caught me speaking: Jesus on the throne

That's always
Mi Padre Yahweh, tu sabe
Mis hermanos estan locos y somos tres animales
Some call 'em instrumentals, I call 'em mi comida
Some people call me mental, but you can just call me Dahv

And I'm back in this mug
Like a mack with the truck
Or a freight train flow, track had enough
Cappin' for what
You can pull my cards you can call my hand: chat with the bluff
Praise go high: passing it up
That's in a nutshell
And I'm cracking it up
Fasten the seat belt, going fast as a mug
Fasten the seat belt, 'cause the track is above
I'll just keep on rhyming the gift come from my designer-Aye
If you see me shining its 'cause I'm made like a diamond-Aye
Pressure never fold me, it just mold me like a potter-Aye
God, He get the glory, end of story, never stopping-Aye

Leo Dahv boy they kill they beat religiously 
Im finna be numero 3 thats true you for and true for me 
The truth you see ain't relative 
But tell me if you can relate 
I absolutely kill the beat then walk right into heavens gates

I'm
Gone oooh
Trynna see Him on the throne
Not just see Him on my phone
Make a post and think I'm known

I wanna know that He the know me
Let em all know I'm living free
But the freedom I got was far from free 
Cause the price that He paid was far from cheap
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
Flowing like this it ain't easy go figure 
But flowing mean nothing if bars don't deliver
I'm still on my grind the priorities bigger
It's not just the music I gotta consider

Yeah aye, I got my baby mhm, yeah
We going crazy mhm
Threw a ring on it quick like I'm Brady
And I take up my cross on the daily
I can't sit around living like maybe
Got my brothers we deep like the navy
And im deep in my bag like im Tracy
Mcgrady, its nothing it's gravy

Look the beat running from me again 
Send this joint to ya family and friends the avatar back 
But it's lyrics I bend aye

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