Bizarrap, record this slum rap
4:20 cumbia for the homies
If she hits me up, in five I'm there, because she knows how I am
Her dude can't satisfy her, so she calls me and I go
She asks me to do everythin', everythin', everythin' to her
While I cut another co-co-co-co-co
And I kick off on the spot-roque
While she smokes she kills it on the dance floor
I give her a kiss so that she climbs on
Without knowing why, she has no comp
Two Tetra Briks, a pitcher and slicing up the Rick
We roll with Biza, in the hood a tintín
The toughest ones sipping a puntín, moving the bricks
A deck chair and an umbrella
All the cats waiting in the chapel
Here we don't buy with the rakes
And at night in the ride the ropes shine
Come on, slut, get bold, 'cause the one that hits hardest just showed up
We crossed on the socials, but we went off the rails
My crew always active, bro, twenty-four seven
Always where there are no witnesses I keep going in hot
Zero-zero-zero whims
Chillin' on the corner with the big ones and the kids
I don't disrespect, so don't slip with me
I don't jump into the mess, I let them walk
If she hits me up, in five I'm there, because she knows how I am
Her dude can't satisfy her, so she calls me and I go
She asks me to do everythin', everythin', everythin' to her
While I cut another co-co-co-co-co
And I kick off on the spot-roque
While she smokes she kills it on the dance floor
I give her a kiss so that she climbs on
Without knowing why, she has no comp
Two Tetra Briks, a pitcher and slicing up the Rick
We roll with Biza, in the hood a tintín
The toughest ones sipping a puntín, moving the bricks
Three demijohns in the Pelopincho
A grill and chinchu in the barbecue hut
The rochos hustle till we make mills through the halls
While the chiripi burns we spark a riot
The homies shirtless, cumbia to the rin-tin-tin
Since we started we already put an end, with my team
The sluts twerking, shaking the ring
Hanging a twin from an XT T
I knock the cap off the moustaches-es
Here in the west we're super tough
We're thugs on the regular
We do what nobody could
If they talk too much we leave them mute, I swear
If she hits me up, in five I'm there, because she knows how I am
Her dude can't satisfy her, so she calls me and I go
She asks me to do everythin', everythin', everythin' to her
While I cut another co-co-co-co-co
Cu-cu-cumbia 4:20 for the homies
This ain't lyrics, it's routine
From the most hood to the finest
From the barrio, Argentina