La Gerencia Lyrics in English by Tito El Bambino, Arcángel, Wisin, Hanzel La H, Fronti

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Here there's nothing to prove

This is about respect

The Management

We came from the streets and the ghetto, and we implanted respect

In the club, the money stacks are flying

And whoever doesn't like it, we kick them out

They can't, they can't, not with us

Because in the club, the money stacks are flying

And whoever doesn't like it, we kick them out

They say, they say we weren't going to make it

They get cold when The Boss exhales

We have money, words, and all the bullets

Pound for pound and no one equals us

We go out to the street and the pressure is felt

I'm The Boss, they can't compare themselves

Music from the Park that now sounds worldwide

Are you crazy or don't you understand?

I don't throw nets, I deal with you directly

Here we don't fight, we knock out your teeth

Neither you nor your people bring fake sh*t

If they shoot over here, the bullets are hot

The bullets are hot

We're leveling up, the one who blessed me, I can't see him

You hear a shot, bro, and you're gonna run, brr, brr, brr, brr

Don't come over here to f*ck around

Because times changed for those who had no power

We're still powerful, I'm with seventy and I'm not Héctor

All the Glocks with chips to kill insects

No, I don't, I don't brag about the streets, I prove it

Yes, I do, I do get in and kidnap them

I haven't fallen since I got connected

Before I wanted jewelry, now I shine without the baguettes

Money stacks fall from the sky for me and I'm supposedly looking for faith

I'm holding onto Christ, who the f*ck is gonna do what?

Powerful, I'm with seventy and I'm not Héctor

All the Glocks with chips to kill insects

No, I don't, I don't brag about the streets, I prove it

Yes, I do, I do get in and kidnap them

Jumbo, do you copy me?

It's been decades distributing the goods

I got in the Nova, I'm going down to Carolina

Tito, tell them to calm down, or the wave will cover them

From Carolina to San Juan, from Trujillo to Cayey

If they fake me, they'll know who the heavyweights are

Babe, don't try, there's more money, more weight

A purebred rooster, warrior, with no retreat

Papa W, if I get active, I'll straighten you out

Better stay still or they'll leave you printed (on the ground)

Here everyone is tested

We're always riding in a private jet

Along the coasts of Monaco with the Porsche speeding

Whoever has challenged me has always been left behind

And don't talk to me about guerrilla warfare, or that you're with the gang

I make three moves and we flip the tortilla (turn the tables)

What you earn in a year, my necklace is worth

Even if you pretend you're tough, you're still a waffle cone

We came from the streets and the ghetto, and we implanted respect

In the club, the money stacks are flying

And whoever doesn't like it, we kick them out

They can't, they can't, not with us

Because in the club, the money stacks are flying

And whoever doesn't like it, we kick them out

When I arrive, they glitch and the babies ditch them

This whole outfit is LV, even my glasses match

I'm still champion, José Juan Barea

If you're not from this registration, we'll apply it to you wherever

The club is lit and the VIP is packed

All the babies are mine and the jewelry is an amulet

If you disrespect us, we kill you, this is respect for respect

So much money I made cash for my grandchildren's grandchildren

I can retire, I live peacefully

The best pound for pound, a f*ck you, the best kilo for kilo

This flow is naughty, it's not sold or rented

These people are in Retro, but they're waiting in line

I'm a joker, lero-lero, without going out I'm already first

This is from Parque to Cataño, The Money Society

I'm going to travel the whole world, and if one day I die

Bye, a warrior died, like Brayy in Barrio Obrero, yeah

We're going to give you a brief explanation of our modus operandi

Auh

I move like a boss

I can't fit another money stack in my jeans pockets

Nor ammunition in the Rubicon's nail (referring to a specific part of the car or a slang term)

I have tickets, I can't fit more crosses in the Chrome bag

My God, I don't care what that guy had

Every year that passes, my price goes up

I have a tamer for the rough ones

With the FMJ that pierces shields

I'm Arca, even if it's not cold, the beanie is Prada

You can see the long clip I put on the mini

To light you on fire like the Phoenix sun

Free La H, free Dobleta, free CHIMI

The legend entering, ladies and gentlemen

I've never played instruments and the sticks have drums

I don't run because of gossip, or rumors

At this level we're at, the elevators don't go up shh

Not even the pilots go up

And don't look for your house to be decorated with holes

When they talk about me, let them say it right

I'm the best, I'm not one of the best prra

Okay

W, Wisin

Hanzel La H

This is The Boss's People

Fronti

And, from boss to boss

This is a conversation between bosses, prra

The Money Society

Hanzel La H from the White Eyes

Jumbo the One Who Produces Solos

Look, tell me, Mueka

Hyde the Chemist, directly from The Base, auh

Prra

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bacalao — codfish / the game / the hustle

Bacalao literally means "codfish". However, in Caribbean Spanish slang, especially in Puerto Rico, it's often used to refer to "the game" or "the hustle" – the street life, the business, or the way things are done.

In "La Gerencia," Tito El Bambino uses it in the phrase "Son década' repartiendo el bacalao" (Decades distributing the bacalao). This implies that he and his crew have been in control, dominating their territory, and running the streets for a long time, showcasing their power and influence.

Get ready to step into the world of "La Gerencia" (The Management) by Tito El Bambino, Arcángel, Wisin, Hanzel La H, and Fronti! This track is all about claiming their top spot in the music game and demanding respect.

From the jump, they make it clear: "Aquí no hay que demostrar nada, esto se trata de respeto" (Here there's nothing to prove, this is about respect). They came from the streets and the ghetto, and now they're throwing money around in the club, warning anyone who doesn't like it that they'll be kicked out. They're basically saying, "You can't mess with us." They've got money, power, and they're not afraid to use it, comparing themselves to "El Patrón" (The Boss) and stating, "Libra por libra y ninguno nos iguala" (Pound for pound, no one equals us). They're not just local anymore; their music is now heard worldwide.

They're not about talking behind backs; they confront issues head-on: "Yo no tiro redes, te trabajo de frente" (I don't throw nets [talk behind your back], I work with you face to face). They're constantly leveling up, feeling blessed, and ready to take down anyone who challenges them. Arcángel even drops a line about having a "peine largo que le puse a la mini" (long clip I put on the mini) to light people up. They've moved past wanting flashy jewelry to shining on their own, feeling protected and blessed. This song is a declaration of their dominance, their wealth, and their unshakeable position at the top, making it clear that they are "La Sociedad del Dinero" (The Money Society).

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