Fast & Furious 6 Soundtrack Album Lyrics

[Intro]
It's Young Khalifa man
2 Chainz!

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Money's the motivation,
Money's the conversation,
You on vacation, we gettin' paid so
We on paycation, I did it for the fam
It's whatever we had to do, it's just who I am
Yeah, it's the life I chose
Gunshots in the dark, one eye closed
And we got it cooking like a one-eyed stove
You can catch me kissin' my girl with both eye closed
Perfecting my passion, thanks for asking
Couldn't slow down so we had to crash it
You use plastic, we 'bout cash,
I see some people ahead that we gon' pass, yeah!

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Wiz Khalifa]
I never fear death or dying
I only fear never trying
I am whatever I am,
Only God can judge me, now
One shot, everything rides on tonight
Even if I've got three strikes, I'mma go for it,
This moment, we own it
A I'm not to be played with
Because it can get dangerous
See these people I ride with
This moment, we own it

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
And the same ones that I ride with, be the same ones that I die with
Put it all out on the line with, if you looking for me you can find Wiz
In the new car or in the crowd with
My new broad, that's a fine chick
And the wonder squad, I'm down with
(ain't no way around it)
What you say? Tell me what you say
Working hard, repping for my dogs, do this everyday,
Taking off, looking out for all, making sure we ball,
Like the mob all you do is call
Catch you if you fall, Young Khalifa

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Wiz Khalifa]
I never feared death or dying
I only fear never trying
I am whatever I am,
Only God can judge me, now
One shot, everything rides on tonight
Even if I've got three strikes, I'mma go for it,
This moment, we own it
A I'm not to be played with
(I ride or die for mine)
Because it can get dangerous
See these people I ride with
(I ride or die for love)
This moment, we own it

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
This the biggest day of my life
We got big guns, been graduated from knives
It's the day in the life and I'm ready to ride
Got the spirit, I'm feeling like a killer inside
uh, financial outbreak, I'm free but I ain't out yet
Riding with the plugs so I'm close to the outlet
At the red light, rims sitting off set
I look better on your girl (than her outfit)

[Verse 4: Wiz Khalifa]
Stuck to the plan, always said that we would stand up, never ran
We the fam and loyalty never change up
Been down since day one, look at where we came from
Jumping out on anybody who try to say something one thing about it
Got a problem, I got the same one
Money rose, we fold
Plenty clubs we closed,
Follow the same code
Never turn our backs, our cars don't even lose control

[Chorus: 2 Chainz & Wiz Khalifa]
One shot, everything rides on tonight
Even if I've got three strikes, I'mma go for it,
This moment, we own it
A I'm not to be played with
(I ride or die for mine)
Because it can get dangerous
See these people I ride with
(I ride or die for love)
This moment, we own it

This moment, we own it
I ride or die for mine
I'm ride or die material
One life to live so here we go
This moment, we own it

Yeah
Ay okay we walk off in this bitch
Ballin' in this bitch
Hoppin' out the Lambos and Ferraris in this bitch
Poppin' bottles with a thick red super model bitch
They may talking a lot of that but they can't do alot of this
Ay, Rico told me turn the lights on
So I grab the Audemar and threw the ice on
I'ma big dawg, got 'em pissed off
A lot of niggas rapping ain't none this raw
They like, ay look at T.I., ballin' in the V.I
Bunch of bad bitches with a' looking like Aaliyah
We just pull up, hop out, go in, show out
Buy the whole bar, pop bottles go hard

This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

The club full of bad bitches and they came to play
Okay it must be your ass 'cause it ain't your face
Now if you looking for them bottles and them stacks girl
You make your way up to my section where it's at girl
Okay now do you wanna kick it with a nigga with a meal ticket
Broke nigga looking mad, they just gotta deal with it
Get right ho, roll a dice ho
And you ain't gotta be a dike 'cause you like hoes
But everyday I step behind a wall
I do it big, ride fly, stunt, shine and ball
I got a bunch of money, so come and get it from me
And a bucket full of bottles, bust it open, if you wanna get drunk

This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

Ain't no nigga like a Young Money nigga
Pop that pussy like a gun, pull the trigger
Shake that ass like a salt shaker
I keep a L lit up like an elevator
Bitch shake it like a dog, hop like a frog, ride it like a horse
I throw that dick like darts
Drink all muddy, flag all bloody
I'm killin' these hoes like that nigga Ted Bundy
I'm a good looking rapper, I ain't tryna stunt
Ima fire my blunt like Donald Trump
Where you at ho? Where you at ho?
Can a nigga stick his key up in ya back door (Turn the lights on)

This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta model, gotta molly, gotta blunt

And do ya thing in slow motion like Soulja Slim
And come around, wipe me down like Boosie dem
That thang up for me, show me that you love me
If it's really too much for you you can bring a couple buddies
Everyday I do my thang, big stones and chains
She let me drill all in her mouth, no novacane
Them other broke niggas, all they did was told ya thangs
I could get ya on that G4 and show ya thangs
I like my women fat ass pretty toes and thing
Long hair don't care as long as none down there
If it's manicured I can have fun down there
Take you to whatever club throw some money in the air

This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
This club so packed, these hoes so drunk
I gotta bottle, gotta bottle, gotta molly, gotta blunt

Ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball
Ball, ball, ball, ball (This club so packed, these hoes so drunk)

I got a bottle, got a model, got a molly, got a blunt

Lo que pides no es muestra gratis
Es sencillo solo dame a mi quieres
Lo que quieres no se tiene fácil
Es preciso solo dame a mi quieres

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay con locura

Basta ya con la obsesión
De ti yo no soy posesión
En ti esta la solución
Pa poder quererte

Primero tengo que confiar
Para ti no soy solo una mas
Si me quieres conquistar
Ataca fuertemente

Lo que pides no es muestra gratis
Es sencillo solo dame a mi quieres
Lo que quieres no se tiene fácil
Es preciso solo dame a mi quieres

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay con locura

A tu locura yo tengo la cura
No falta romeo para esta aventura
Si me tienes loco por que sabes que te ves bien

Llamen a los bomberos que esto es una vaina loca fuego
Mami ya tu sabes lo que quiero de ti se cosa buena fuego
Si mi flow esta enfermo caliente dentro de termo
Con la tapa el se ve tan tierno y apenas me la quito ya no aguanto el infierno

Lo que pides no es muestra gratis
Es sencillo solo dame a mi quieres
Lo que quieres no se tiene fácil
Es preciso solo dame a mi quieres

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay con locura

Suelta la locura
Dame esa locura
Cae en la locura
Hay con locura

Hay con locura

A. B. C
A. B. C

A. B. C
A. B. C
(Gok wai goon jong...)

A. B. C
(yow qieng..)
A. B. C
(Hong Kong Superstar!)

A. B. C

Ngo joe ming sing,
Ngo zen hai sieung
Jui sow foon ying,
Sun yun sieung.

Bei ngo law,
Dor jie sai.

Mei suen doe ji go ging gai.

Ying sieung, chim mieng.
Yow ngo fun.
Hoi bo gong go..
Deng, Deng.

Gau jai dui.
Sut ng fong gwo.
Yuet chut mieng,
Sit fei yuet dor!

Ging lei yun.
Doe sei mm gor..
Chim hup tong,
Bao mo gao chor.

Yao gum kew.
Duc gum kew.
Ngo gor friend hai ming sing,
Deng kui chi gay gai siu.

Ngo hai Daniel Wu, (Wu)
Bing gor gau ngo cool? (cool!)
Ngo hai Daniel Wu, (Wu)
Bing gor gau ngo cool? (cool!)

Ngo hai Au-Yeung Jing..
(Lei sieung joe ming sing?)

Mo chor, Mo chor!
Ngo sieung joe gor Hong Kong Superstar!

Ho peng yao.
Jao yew jung sik.
Ng lei hai gow ding hai sun sik.

Tai ching chor,
Man man fun sik.
Au-Yeung Jun wa hai ngor chun chik.

Chor!
Kui dai ba keg jap joe.
Ngo duk gor siu siu ji ming do.
Fan-cee [fans] gin do du wai ju sai.
Fong hai liang jai jow ow jieung fai.

Ngo kau sut lik,
Lei bong ngo chieung.
Mai dong ngo hai ho hing chieung.
Sui yin mo wa ng ho teng wa..
Awk mong do teng do;
'She Bangs, She Bangs!'

Ngo hai Daniel Wu, (Wu)
Bing gor gau ngo cool? (cool!)
Ngo hai Daniel Wu, (Wu)
Bing gor gau ngo cool? (cool!)

Ngo hai Au-Yeung Jing..
(Lei sieung joe ming sing?)
(Sing)

Mo chor, Mo chor!
Ngo sieung joe gor Hong Kong Superstar!

Jo ming sing,
Ho sik, Ho joo.
Zao suen do jai gur dai su.
Dim do hai,
Yiu bok yat po,
Dan hai ng ho tai fung so.

Mo lun lam, lui,
Go, ay, fei, sow.
Do ho yi jow ji yiu lei yao.

Sun sum bao pang.
Mo chor.
Ng hai ngo jow hai lei,
Ng hai lei jow hai ngo!

Mui yun gor mok dik ng tong.
Kui dei wa lei fat gun bat yet mong.
Lei jao siu: 'Ha, Ha'
Dai sieng tong hui gong
'Ngo hai Hong Kong Superstar!'

Ngo hai Daniel Wu, (Wu)
Bing gor gau ngo cool? (cool!)
Ngo hai Daniel Wu, (Wu)
Bing gor gau ngo cool? (cool!)

Ngo hai Au-Yeung Jing..
(Lei sieung joe ming sing?)

Mo chor, Mo chor!
Ngo sieung joe gor Hong Kong Superstar!

Li wai tong hok,
Lei guai sing?
[ ? ] Au-Yeung Jing!

Yi gor sut dim,
Jui gun yiu hai gay sing.
(What, What)
Jui gun yiu hai gay sing.

Li wai tong hok,
Lei guai sing?
[ ? ] Au-Yeung Jing!

Yi gor sut dim,
Jui gun yiu hai gay sing.
(What, What)
Jui gun yiu hai gay sing.

Yeah!
Jook Sing Jai!
(ABC's!)
That's you and me.
(Hong Kong Superstar!)

Daniel Wu.

Wai.. Lei yow hei pak..gei ju wun ngo a!
Kep Jap, Hei, Gong Go, Din Si, Din Wa..Day Fu, Day Wan..
Lei, Lei..
Jong ji lei jow wun ngo la..Okay?
Ngo ng gay yi ga!
Ngo jun hai ng gay yi ga..
Cause ngo may mut do duk..
Lui yun hong wai ngo do ng gay yi ga...
Ngo hor yi jo..Ngo hor yi jo bong lui peng yao mai hong wai hei gor gong go doe ngor jun hai ng gay yi.
Lei wun ngo a, jun hai.

Ngo jun hai sieung jo a!
Hong Kong Superstar!

Burn like a furnace keep it hot like a thermos
It's the realest at your service, now I'm on a higher purpose
And You haters don't deserve us but we give it to you like a virus
We the highest motherf*ckers ruling from the Hills of Cypress
The magnificent you insignificant
see what's in my weed sack bitch, try sniffing it
sending I hit it smells so aromatic
smoking out the room, sorry homie its a f*cking habit

Mad dog off the leash, I don't be frontin' son
Run up on me, and watch a nigga give you some
I'm swingin' for the fence, blastin' out home runs
Cholo with the knife cut your ass like a shogun
A Little something for the peasant yanking on my chain
You the reason a niggas sing about a membrane
Running round like a clown acting hella strange
On the real the world forgot about your punk name

We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high

See my mind is at the pinnacle stress levels are minimal
You see a criminal label the fight unwinable
You are so cynical smoke like is f*cking legal
Either way the people represent if nothing equal
Yes spark it up date time mark it up
You got a problem I'm a rolling Stone start it up
And if you start me up, I promise you I'll never stop
Last thing you hear is the blast when the hammer drops

Runnin' with the sick click, we uncheckable Cyprus Hill misfits
Bring it through the vegetables
Bring in cloud smoke representable the highest man to toke and his general
The nature stands with us, ready for war
We done talking two digits and we still want more
I could call you up by name but what the f*ck for
You under my sneaker that I stomp on the floor

We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by

We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high

See my mind is at the pinnacle stress levels are minimal
You see a criminal label the fight unwinable
You are so cynical smoke like is f*cking legal
Either way the people represent if nothing equal
Yes spark it up date time mark it up
You got a problem I'm a rolling Stone start it up
And if you start me up, I promise you I'll never stop
Last thing you hear is the blast when the hammer drops

Runnin' with the sick click, we uncheckable Cyprus Hill misfits
Bring it through the vegetables
Bring in cloud smoke representable the highest man to toke and his general
The nature stands with us, ready for war
We done talking two digits and we still want more
I could call you up by name but what the f*ck for
You under my sneaker that I stomp on the floor

We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by
We are the Hill we came to get you high
They're are calling me insane why you must wanna die
So high so high so high
Shitting on you bitches like a bird when he's flying by

Bada Bing by Benny Banks

[Hook]
Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
C C C Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D d do the damn thing Bada boom Bada bing

Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
C C C Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D d do the damn thing Bada boom Bada bing

[Verse 1]
Uhhh look
Benny Banks you all know my name
I got bars for days I ain't never ride a wave
I'm only in it for the money I ain't here for fame
My flow hot like I popped it in a micro wave
I got everybody hating on my white arse
Everybody hating cause I'm blatantly a five star
Everybody hating keep hating I don't mind dawg
Tryna live life fast I rid my past
Banks! Ain't another like me
League of my own nobody does it like me
Call me marathon man cause I'm running my scene
Banks on my shirt yeah they're loving my T
Attitude stink up the place I don't think before I say
And my egos way too big to deflate
Stunt on your chick when I spit on the stage
Benny Banks got em rinsing my name
Killerhiphop.co.uk

[Hook]
Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
C C C Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D d do the damn thing Bada boom Bada bing

[Verse 2]
Brothers act fly with no paper in their pocket
Stunting on the hottie with their jewellery but it's foreign
My dons'll go nuts for your jewellery cause they're robbers
I got everybody worried plotting how they're gonna stop it
Hear from the cats mouth I won't ever back down
Caught up in this rap game it's like smack down
Caught up in this rat race you'll get ran down
White boy but I create a black cloud
From the trap house to a fat crowd
They're like Banks how you got so many fans now
Show n prove I just made the beat man down
Moving like sleuths dunno why they got they're hands out
Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing do the damn thing I'll do the damn thing
I don't need to do ish I'll send a man in
Bada boom Bada bing I'm just saying what it is
Killerhiphop.co.uk

[Hook]
Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
C C C Certified Banks yeah I do the damn thing
I'll send a man in Bada boom Bada Bing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D D D Do the damn thing d d do the damn thing
D d do the damn thing!!!!

Do the damn thing
Bada Boom Bada Bing!!!

I kill, I kill, I kill the other bitches
I'm the first one hit, I'm the burst it hit
I kill, I kill, I kill the competition
I'm the first one hit, I'm the burst it hit
I'm the burst it hit, I'm the burst it hit

I kill, I kill, I kill the other bitches
I'm the first one hit, I'm the burst it hit
I kill, I kill, I kill the competition
I'm the first one hit, I'm the burst it hit
I'm the burst it hit, I'm the burst it hit

You're all alone and you know you like it that way, yeah yeah
You're all dressed up and you're never gonna be ashamed
When somebody gonna say to you again
When somebody gonna pray with you again

I kill,
... 'cause you think you put somebody
Take your... to sell them bitches like the...
Don't make em kill another
'cause you can tell it's gonna be...

I kill, I kill, I kill the other bitches
I'm the first one hit, I'm the burst it hit
I kill, I kill, I kill the competition
I'm the first one hit, I'm the burst it hit
I'm the burst it hit, I'm the burst it hit

I kill
I kill
I kill
I kill

You're all alone and you know you like it that way, yeah yeah
You're all dressed up and you're never gonna be ashamed
When somebody gonna say to you again
When somebody gonna pray with you again

Good morning lady's today
We will be having a delightful piece of deep fried chicken, chicken, chicken
Deep fried chicken, chicken, chicken

You know, you know, that's why, that's why
You know, you know, that's why, that's why
You know, you know, that's why, that's why
You know, you know, that's why, that's why

You're a disaster, you're one stack of laughter
You're dog is a rag, it deserves to be dragged
Saw you eat your f*cking shit, you must have thought it was chocolate
Take it as a sign that you are hearing my rhymes

Rub your ass to the floor, make it sparkly, shiny whore
I'm wasting ink and paper for your fugly mother lover
D'you own the dictionary? This shit's just functionary
My spit is your rain, I'm dumping your brain

Mr Chicken, Mr Chicken that we fry, fry, fry
Mr Chicken that we're frying deep
Mr Chicken, Mr Chicken that we fry, fry, fry
Mr Chicken that we're frying deep


Mr Chicken, Mr Chicken that we fry, fry, fry
Mr Chicken that we're frying deep
Mr Chicken, Mr Chicken that we fry, fry, fry
Mr Chicken that we're frying deep

You know, you know, that's why, that's why
You know, you know, that's why, that's why
You know, you know, that's why, that's why
You know, you know, that's why, that's why

Mr Chicken, Mr Chicken that we fry, fry, fry
Mr Chicken, Mr Chicken that we fry, fry, fry
Mr Chicken that we're frying deep

And it don't stop
Yeah

And you don't quit, quit

And you don't quit

Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up
Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up
And you don't

Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up
Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up

Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up
Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up
Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up
Turn the mother f*ckin' mic up

Here we go
(repeat)

Pura Crema De Tego Y Don Omar

Yo! , Tego Calderon , Don Omar , Los Bandoleros
[Don Omar:]
Aunque Digan Que Soy
Un Bandolero Donde Voy
Le Doy Gracias A Dios
Por Hoy Estar Donde Estoy
Y Voy A Seguir Con Mi Tumbao
Y Con Mi Ojos Colorao
Con Mis Gatos Activao
Ustedes To Me Lo Han Dao

Oye, a mi me importa poco lo que se diga de mi
William Landrón y yo somos socios de la avenida
Soy bandolero como el Mister Politiquero
Que se robo to' el dinero y lo postularon de nuevo
(Como si na'!) Si fuera Calde' o Don Omar
Nos daban conspiración, la llave bota'
Y yo no soy ejemplo, mi respeto a Tempo
Su único delito fue tener talento
Que tú quieres que yo escriba, guasimillas, mentiras
Se que el DEA. me tiene en la mira (Yo se!)
Yo estoy claro-claro, mis impuestos pago
Critican si trabajo, critican si soy vago
Y hago el primero, y me tratan de segunda
Así nenas les encanta como el negro zumba
Yo soy tu cuco, tengo el trabuco
Conocido mundialmente como el maluco

Aunque digan que soy
Un bandolero donde voy
Le doy gracias a Dios
Por hoy estar donde estoy
Y vo'a seguir con mi tumbao'
Y con mis ojos colorao'
Con mis gatos activao
Ustedes to' me lo han dao

Mira, diablo, que chereo
Me cogi un caso y apuntaron el dedo
Ya no era el rey del perreo
Ahora era tecato y otro posible reo
Que me metieran preso to's dijeron
Mal los veo, yo no les creo
A sus sistema de reformación ingrato
A mi me arrestaron dos puercos por pasar el rato
Y yo aquí pichando, aguantando, callando
Si nadie es perfecto, de que me están juzgando
De hacer con mi vida lo que cualquiera puede
Vivir como quiere, tener sus placeres
Mi gente, yo no soy distinto a ustedes
Y hoy en día soy cantante porque ustedes quieren
Me dieron la primera plana
"Cogen Rapero Con Marijuana, Pistolas, y Cosas Raras"
Solo quedare en su mente clara
Cuando crezcan donde yo crecí
Se críen donde me criaba
Diablo, me duele tanta baba
Duele tanta baba...
El no juzgarme se les agradece
El beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece
(Tío, el no juzgarnos se les agradece!)
(El beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece!)

Aunque digan que soy
Un bandolero donde voy
Le doy gracias a Dios
Por hoy estar donde estoy
Y vo'a seguir con mi tumbao'
Y con mis ojos colorao'
Con mis gatos activao
Ustedes to' me lo han dao

Oye, a la gente le encanta sacar pellejo
Unos por profesión, otros por bochincheros
Dale a la sin-hueso, so chicharronero
Haciendo dinero con el sufrimiento ajeno
Yo no soy un santo pero estoy en clave
Estoy pagando to' mis maldades
Y estoy aquí tirando pa' alante
Como quiera que lo pongas hago menos mal que antes
A ti lo que te jode es que te mataste
Trataste, te superaste, pero te olvidaste
Que el Papáupa esta mirándonos de arriba
El único que juzga, el único que no discrimina
Y yo no visto Armani ni Von Dutch
De calle y callejón, el bandido Calderón
El no juzgarnos se les agradece
El beneficio de la duda cualquiera merece

Aunque digan que soy
Un bandolero donde voy
Le doy gracias a Dios
Por hoy estar donde estoy
Y vo'a seguir con mi tumbao'
Y con mis ojos colorao'
Con mis gatos activao
Ustedes to' me lo han dao

Y aunque digan que soy
Un bandolero donde voy
Le doy gracias a Dios
Por hoy estar donde estoy
Y vo'a seguir con mi tumbao'
Y con mis ojos colorao'
Con mis gatos activao
Ustedes to' me lo han dao

Ecko!
The Lab!
"Los Bandoleros"!
Tego Calderón!
Diesel!
Ponle pila a esto!
Don Omar, y Tego Calderón!
Haciendo historia en la música!
"Los Bandoleros"!
Ecko!
leros"!
Ecko!

If you live for something
You're not
Alone, my friend
So fill up your cup and
Lift your lighter
And toast to life

Luda!
They say what don't kill me
Can make me stronger
So two drinks a night
Should help me live longer
I blow some smoke
Just to give my lungs a test
Cause why tip-toe through life
To arrive safely at death
I'm on a journey
Yeah, I'm on a roll
Sometimes gotta close my eyes
Just to open my soul
And tonight is the night
I gotta feeling that I'm about to act a fool
So if you go fix some drinks
Me and Usher are about to break some rules

That's somewhere to go
But the world is moving slow
I was born for the fast life
I go for broke
A lesson I can't afford
But for what it's worth I'm ready to pay
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life

[Beat break]

For the rest of my life

If I got one life to live
I'm a party 'til I'm dead
What the hell is a life worth living
If it's not on the edge
Tryna keep my balance I'm twisted
So just in case I fall
Written on my tombstone should say
Women, weed and alcohol

That's somewhere to go
But the world is moving slow
I was born for the fast life
I go for broke
A lesson I can't afford
But for what it's worth I'm ready to pay
For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life

[Beat break]

If you live for something
You're not
Alone, my friend
So fill up your cup and
Lift your lighters
And toast to life

Yeah, I'm stuck in this moment
Freeze the hands of time
Cause I feel inner peace
When I'm outta my mind
And you can call me crazy
But I like to roll the dice
So I'm willing to bet that I'm a be crazy
For the rest of my life

For the rest of my life
For the rest of my life

For the rest of my life