[Lyrics of "Tumbando el Club (Remix)" ft. Cazzu, Obie WanShot, Khea, Duki, Ysy A, Lucho SSJ, C.R.O, Marcianos Crew & Coqeéin Montana]
[Chorus: Neo Pistéa]
Now everyone wanna beef
I saw them, they're more than two
But that's not trap, bro
Trap is my nigga in prison
Trap isn't your bitches
Trap is my crew turning the club up
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Everyone already knows, we're taking over 2026
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Trap isn't your bitches
Trap is my crew turning the club up (C.R.O)
[Verse 1: C.R.O]
Bitch, I come in spitting pure adrenalin
Emptying ink in the corner
Fucking with the finest girl
Looking bad at whoever's looking
Shooting at whoever shoots at me
Running through all this shit, nigga, I don't want your shit
So REC, bitch, fresh, bitch
I know well you want me, bitch
Three bitches waiting for me
I think one was your woman, nigga
Next, nigga, see, nigga?
Your team will never be worth it, nigga
They throw lies at you
My bitches already know how it is, nigga
[Verse 2: Obie WanShot]
They want beef, but they don't shoot
He's not a G, you can see it in his face
What I got isn't candy
That's why you know the price never go down
Now I'm in the studio (I was countin' money)
I plant it in March, I cut it in June (All year)
With my homie billing (Jah)
Your bitch interested, she wanna fuck (Rra, rra, rra, rra)
And I don't say it, the street says it
I'm with the Barbie, keep yourself hidden (The one with the muffler)
I keep 'em learning even when I'm not writing, that's how i live (How I live)
How Nicky says: the combi completa, i have her tumbling the club (Combi completa)
Between the hood and the alcohol (The hood and the smoke)
[Verso 3: YSY A]
Boys with nothing to say wanna flex?
Color papers and autographs, until we don't turn up, we don't go
My trappers got the double of the deals
My trap' in the feat are the face of the century
The ones that hate sleeping pull up to the club
And the after the afterparty is infinite
I tumbled the tablet in the ink
I left the pussy in the limbo
No Lambo' with two girls by my side, I don't resist any sin
I sent my location and she wants to find me
Cartridges are left over to shoot
The promo's real, if not I don't insist
A price so damn low, bro, i've never seen that before
[Verse 4: Cazzu]
Eh, I'm in the trap with Tony
West distributions
They act like they don't but they know me
No tears over yesterday, what, what, what
Style and attitude, we turn the club up
None of that is yours, so give it to me
My boyfriend's exes go see me at my shows
Who's gonna argue me that I'm the boss?
That bitch mixin' it up but it ain't double cup
I think he's a stalker like RoboCop
They talking 'bout my style, about my flow
I can make him leave his girl
What, what, what, I know they scared
This girl is gonna to take the trophy
I already told you and don't look at me like that
You travel on train and I'm on a sled
Ice, ice
I solved the trap
Bye, bye
Them niggas ain't gangstas
Nice, nice
I end up begging for them to stop
Too many Fast and Furious, and less than the half
All were left without gas (Skrrt)
[Chorus: Neo Pistéa & (Khea)]
Now everyone wanna beef
I saw them, they're more than two
But that's not trap, bro
Trap is my nigga in prison
Trap isn't your bitches
Trap is my crew turning the club up
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Everyone already knows, we're taking over 2026
(Turning the club up, yeah)
Turning the club up, ay
(Everyone already knows, we're the boys killin' the game)
[Verse 5: Khea]
We're turning the club up, eh
We're all high as fuck
We're, turning the house up, eh
The asses shakin', yeah
I've been blessed
Fuck who gets upset
We break the parties, yeh
(With our eyes red)
We're turning the club up, yeh
Pink ice on the neck
We're turning the house up, eh
Mami, that flow ain't a copy
Your bitch in 4 says: "You killed it"
He's looking for her, he's desperate
We're turning the club up
Boy, today you didn't shut us up
[Verse 6: Lucho SSJ]
I spit fire, I don't have a .40
With face tats, it's Duko and Tony
Pulling up to the disco with Al Capone flow
If you want the plug, call us
Turn it up, turn it down, I always come the same way
Light it up and pass it, it's already 4:20
I'm in the club, possessed and demented
With Tony Montana, godfather for reference
And even if they ask 'bout me
In the streets i'm clean, don't pray for me anymore
Even though I didn't have anything
Born poor, dying rich, I don't care who hates it
In 2016 I was 14
My niggas been turning the club up since then
Blessed since a child, I don't know about you
0-600, turn my voice up
[Verse 7: Coqeéin Montana]
Fuck those trap bitches
I know they shake too much to shoot
Their thing is selling, ours is stealing
Free Gordo Valor, fuck Chapo Guzmán
And what do I know if I don't understand anything?
I smoke to forget and not think anything
Better shut up and don't tell me anything
Boy, don't act up, I know your location
The boys in the hood don't consume Molly
Over here we got wine, Pritty and Rivotril
If Gucci is your Saint, you are wrong
Over here we pray to Gauchito Gil
My red tape ready for envy
In case the cops wanna arrest me
He looks for it, he doesn't find anything
I laugh in his face, I already consumed it, ay
[Verse 8: Marcianos Crew]
I stay winning, I stay turning up
And turning up the club, club, club
This girl lookin' at me, she wants another chain
I'm Héctor Lavoe-voe-voe
Always giving away, but I say no
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We are all new, don't you see me, babe?
He wants me to sign him
We're in the club, feeding from the club
Living from the club, club, club
With the boys, full, with the girls, full
Look at this crew, you know
Ah, everyone gives me but I want more
I always told you: i'm going without working
She don't want me, I don't give a fuck
Millions comin' in to turn the club up
[Verse 9: Duki, Ysy A & Neo Pistéa]
I pull up in the club with a big chain on
With poker face smoking a blunt
Your bitch knows who I am
She knows I came to turn the club up
I can't stop lookin' at her, she got a big ass
I told her to show me the heat
Her boyfriend isn't a killer
I think he's a dummy, che
Out of here like Goku (Super Saiyan)
With a lot of weed, with two asses
If they ask, I know the plug
Easier than A-E-I-O-U (0-600 on the track)
I'm the note of the note
I'm the note of the note
My people sell it to you, we got what your people buy from
Out of here like Goku (Super Saiyan)
With a lot of weed, with two asses
If they ask, I know the plug
Easier than A-E-I-O-U (0-600 on the track)
I'm the note of the note
I'm the note of the note
My people sell it to you, we got what your people buy from
[Verse 10: Neo Pistéa]
It's the time to say the truth
I have a couple of sons all across the city
Simon says start dancing
So move your ass, ass, squeeze it, clap it
You bitch, purring in the middle
Look at how she shakes it, lookin' like a salt shaker
Please, Southside, get 'em away from me
We already carried the year, avoid serial damages, what-
They're possessed
They suck my blood, they look like vampires
Gimme two, shots that I'm sending
They suck my flow, they got me rotten
I'm comfortable, those ain't trap, nigga, they're homeboys
Trap is not your bitch spinning like a spinning top
Trap is my nigga there locked up, stabbed with a piece of glass
Of a broken mirror
[Chorus: Neo Pistéa]
Now everyone wanna beef
I saw them, they're more than two
But that's not trap, bro
Trap is my nigga in prison
Trap isn't your bitches
Trap is my crew turning the club up
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Everyone already knows, we're taking over 2026
Turning the club up, ay
Turning the club up, ay
Trap isn't your bitches
Trap is my crew turning the club up