Blam Blam, Blam yo le doy
Al Que se meta con Chombo, muerte le doy
Blam Blam, Blam yo le doy
Al Que se meta con Chombo, muerte le doy
Sabe que tengo la maña
Que tengo la fuerza, que tengo el estilo
Que tengo la fuerza
Que tengo la maña, que tengo el estilo
Sabe que tengo la maña
Que tengo la fuerza, que tengo el estilo
Que tengo la fuerza
Que tengo la maña, que tengo el estilo
Tengo una .40 (Blam Blam)
Tengo una .40 (Blam Blam)
Tengo una .40 (Blam Blam)
Tengo una .40 (Blam Blam)
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
A mi gente de Panamá yo le vengo a cantar
Baby Rasta ahora empieza a improvisar
Baby Rasta y Gringo vienen a mandar
Una vez más me tiene que respetar
Soy un maleante, soy un delincuente
Sin cojones me tiene la gente lo que piense
Sin cojones me tiene la gente lo que piense
Sin cojones me tiene la gente lo que piense
Tengo una .40
Tengo una .40
Tengo una .40
Tengo una .40
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
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El Rasta Mix Lyrics English
Bullabar, Blam I give him
To which he gets with chombo, death I give
Bullabar, Blam I give him
To which he gets with chombo, death I give
He knows that I have the morning
That I have the strength, that I have the style
I have the strength
That I have the morning, that I have the style
He knows that I have the morning
That I have the strength, that I have the style
I have the strength
That I have the morning, that I have the style
I have a .40 (Bullam Blam)
I have a .40 (Bullam Blam)
I have a .40 (Bullam Blam)
I have a .40 (Bullam Blam)
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
To my people from Panama I come to sing
Baby Rasta now begins to improvise
Baby Rasta and Gringo come to send
Once again you have to respect me
I am a male, I am a criminal
Without balls, people have me what you think
Without balls, people have me what you think
Without balls, people have me what you think
I have a .40.
I have a .40.
I have a .40.
I have a .40.
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
Baby Rasta, Rasta, Rasta
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Baby Rasta & Gringo Lyrics – El Rasta Mix