LYRICS GAME

Fill in the lyric gaps as you listen to the song
Light it up, Joan, light it up, light it up, light it up
Oh yeah, today yeah, GTA, woh
Oh yeah, today yeah, GTA, woh
Oh yeah, today yeah, GTA, woh
Oh yeah, today yeah, GTA, woh
I keep her on standby, they are all a bunch of hypocrites
I keep her on standby, they are all a bunch of hypocrites
I keep her on standby, they are all a bunch of hypocrites
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side
I keep her on standby, they are all a bunch of hypocrites
I keep her on standby, they are all a bunch of hypocrites
I keep her on standby, they are all a bunch of hypocrites
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side, yeah
I have her
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side, yeah
I have her on the-
The one you want to marry, yeah
The one you want to marry, I have her on the-
The one you want to marry, yeah
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side
I saw her last night and I put my fingers in her
She was looking for you at the street party
And me letting off rounds with a banana clip
Paquete says to me, Ronnie, look at that vest
Yeah, and me watching him from the roof
With what they are angry about I do not feel satisfied
You have to grab them and hit them in the chest, son of a bitch
Son of a bitch, traitor, Paquete, you see?
That is why I tell you that you cannot feed everybody
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side, yeah
I have her
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side, yeah
I have her on the-
The one you want to marry, yeah
The one you want to marry, I have her on the-
The one you want to marry, yeah
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side
GTA, for being a hypocrite, I sent them flying off the plates
No cash, no pistols, you do not even rank as a junkie
We had a go at your woman, we are not playing around
But if I hit the four, we pass her on to Tato
Do not frown at me, you are nothing with nothing
Move it out of there, do not come at me with a scene
Because I have a whole pack with a banana clip
They let you step on it and they wipe out even your face
A drum magazine, a banana clip
A drum magazine, a banana clip
A drum magazine, a banana clip
Where are the rivals? I do not see a single one
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side, yeah
I have her
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side, yeah
I have her on the-
The one you want to marry, yeah
The one you want to marry, I have her on the-
The one you want to marry, yeah
The one you want to marry, I have her on the side
The 03 up in the air
Bloque Transa, la Red de Dios, 2528, hidden alley
La Red de Dios again, son of a bitch, Bloque Transa again
Yeah, I have her on the side, that little bitch you keep at home, paying her way
You know, all we know is that we crashed her
And we give her back to you on Mondays, son of a bitch
They already know, GTA, just so they are clear, the one with the package
They know, Herrera, the GTA sauce, the tiny GTA one
You know la Red, the bad one, the bad 30 GTA
Okay, Papa Jeison, crystal clear
Hey, this little bitch
You know he is supporting her while someone hits it hard
El Clan Cacique, the boys
The banana clip, the plantain clip