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Aldivino - Guatemalanguala Lyrics

[Intro: al.divino]
Shit, we the greatest, man (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
You already know

[Verse 1: al.divino & Estee Nack]
Ayo
Walk but I talk, tomahawk sharp (Bing-bing)
Split your noggin nonchalant
If my confidant large (Blow-blow, blow), kamikaze, let off the firearm
Carbon copy (Bing-bing-bing-bing-bing)
Arm robbery, mold the bitch' brain like pottery
Pope papacy (Dough), C-Notes constantly (Yeah)
Street scholars with llamas on 'em, live like I hit the lottery (Chi-ching)
Models minajin' my leisure
Dollars fallin' from the sky like Ace at the cleaners
Obese pockets stuffed like papelitos
Pop the Eagle, (Blow-blow, blow), eager perico, pita chips
We quick with liquidos (Yeah)
Eat the shit, left my Dominicana diva sick, tryed to keep my whip (Fuck)
Yo, common knowledge, we keep a stick (Brrt!)
Leave your bean split
Not the one you wanna beef with, elite shit (Woah)
Clic' by the case
Clean sniff (Yeah), unique trip
Box logo, supreme knit, son
Me and Nack like a solar eclipse (Bing-bing-bing, bing)
Not everybody suppossed to see this shit (Oh, son)
[Verse 2: Estee Nack]
Smoke reefer
Loud chiba, blow through the speaker (It's foul!)
I'm comin' through to teach the weaker
But at the same time, I'm still on the creek with geekers (I'm trappin')
My G's keep it street, I'm sendin' you wicked niggas to meet the reaper (Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow!)
Green leaf, peep the features (Aha)
Smoke herb, but gettin' brains embossed, burglar in the buildin', niggas both murder (I'm fly)
Al.divino, Nack
Capital gains, I'm bringin' the gross further (Ching!)
Fuckin' with streets, I'm one of the most assertive
Mad legends in my team, nigga, The Mini Mansion, the goat herder (Go)
Hop in a Hummer then ghost, I been hunnid from my approach (Aha)
By each city, seven bitches eager for me to bomb coast
Purses, I feed 'em with lines of coke (Sniffin'!)
Product dope, Grand 2012
In 2019, this white shit is alright (It ain't wrong)
Still be cuttin', she bumpin', give me the slice (To me), I make a trap in broad daylight (Aha)
Lackin' infront the graveside, pay the price (Bow!)
Roll with your favourite dice, still take a loss
And breakin' bosses, spray you niggas with Agent Oranges (Bow-bow-bow-bow-bow-bow!)
Amazin', I'm sacred horror, sematic pages offerin', made it live
Ain't it fortuned, I'm givin' you niggas you could get off with? (Yeah!)

[Outro: Estee Nack]
Woah, you niggas Nick 'Wisher, you could get tossed quick (Wooh!)
Woah, motherfuckers leakin' like a faucet, this shit so cold, you get frost bit, yeah (Frost bit, yeah)
Nack Daddy, al.divino, what's the muhafuckin' plan, ya? (Yeah-yeah, cha!)
I raise two-zero, two-zero, you bitch-ass niggas ain't no heroes, woah (Yeah)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
[?], oh, oh, shit
But you ain't Incredible
It's not the motherfuckin'
Irish men, nigga, you get bow-bow-bow!