[Letra de "Joshu Dunkin"]

[Verso 1: 10kDunkin & Joshu Joshu]
Yeah, brand new cool, I have been that hoe, yeah
Walking around with that hoe
Got that thought in my pocket, that's that Glock (that's that Glock)
I call that Glock my thought because that bitch is going to bust, yeah
Hundred-round drum, fifty-round drum (fifty-round drum)
I done hit some lips to get on hundreds on my thongs (on my thongs)
Now I'm touching hundreds (hundreds), boy, can't tell me nothing (can't tell me nothing)
They can't tell me none, and you know I keep that gun (I keep that gun)
Better keep that fan (MaMBO), she said she a fan (fan)
I'm going to pop those ends, I'm trying to counter 100 bands
I can't sleep because that money talking loud (talking loud)
I can't sleep until we put them in the ground (put them in the ground)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hundred-round drum, fifty-round drum (fifty-round drum)
Hundreds touch my thumb (thumb)
All that pain, so I'm not on to it (I'm not on to it), yeah
When I see that money, I just run to it
Igual ya sabía que iba a [?]

[Verso 2: Joshu Joshu]
Lo convierto en Rodrigo si conmigo choca (choca, choca)
Los raperos to's wachines [?] y Topa (Topa, Topa)
Con el Mati fumo gratis, jejeje (jajaja)
Estoy internacional como en el 2000 Boca (Boca, Boca)
Con la-Con la calle [?] grati' [?] g (chin)
To's los que flashan pegados y son jejeje (Joshu)
Llama a tu ranking, yo sigo dunkin
Fumo gasolina corte Daddy Yankee
[?] trap shit
[?] packs
Ojo en mí, yo soy Pac
Caigo al point, tatata
Deja de hacerte el lo', te van a disparar
Están pidiendo [?], ya no están 'tan readys
Yo la pico de rabona, Jonathan Calleri (Joshu Joshu)
Los míos vendiendo de cheto, y vos, un cheto vendiendo
Yo a vos no te entiendo, de a seis gramos lo enciendo
Si quisiera estar en Sony me compraría la Play 2
(Me compraría la Play 2)
[Outro: 10kDunkin]
Hundred-round drum, fifty-round drum (fifty-round drum)
I done hit some lips to get on hundreds on my thongs (on my thongs)
Now I'm touching hundreds (hundreds), boy, can't tell me nothing (can't tell me nothing)
They can't tell me none, and you know I keep that gun (I keep that gun)
Better keep that fan, she said she a fan (fan)
I'm going to pop those ends, I'm trying to counter 100 bands
I can't sleep because that money talking loud (talking loud)
I can't sleep until we put them in the ground (put them in the ground)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hundred-round drum, fifty-round drum