Humo En La Trampa 2 (feat. Dee, Fntxy, Yoga Fire y Muelas de Gallo)
Alemán
Smoke In The Trap 2 (feat. Dee, Fntxy, Yoga Fire, and Muelas de Gallo)
Throw it, crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy (crazy)
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra
Let's see, what are they smoking?
Throw it, crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy (crazy)
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra
Let's see, what are they smoking?
All day with the vaporizer (oh, damn)
Climbing on a flying saucer (oh, damn)
Sure, there are other dicks, but none better (ah-ah)
I've been in charge for decades, girl, I'm a dictator (uh)
Suck my dick with love, bitch (bitch), taste my flavor, bitch (bitch)
My name is not Ricardo (ah-ah), but I'm getting rich
Pff, more comfortable than God saves (yeh-eh)
Burning a couple of blunts with my buddies
Traveling, no luggage (what?)
He who contemplates becomes the landscape (aha)
I walk through the park, gettin' down
Talking to my dog like Charlie Brown
Light up the weed, let the party begin
Hit another joint, no one gets upset here
Welcome to the spot, I know it smells like weed
Fresh premium weed, my people are happy
Pure radioactive green that even makes you dizzy
If you're a beginner in this, I assure you, it knocks you out
Pure fine, expensive weed, and none are for fighting
Go, the three, don't slobber and pass it to the right
Inside that jar is the new harvest
My bowl went out, I need the wick
Watch me flying through the air like an arrow
I rise like the smoke inside your head
Throw it, crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra
Let's see, what are they smoking?
Throw it, crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra
Let's see, what are they smoking?
Hey, this tranquility, goes well with rap
And a little coffee to go with (at ease)
This weed is the best in town
In armada and holly cream, pure quality flower
Because no one smokes like these crazy people (nah)
I don't touch your joint because it has coconut
Mine brings chocolate, that's how I get high
I explode your mind and roll another one
I smoke it short, filling the room with smoke (haha)
I always take my time in the clouds (always)
I always call the dealer
Because now I only smoke, I don't share anymore
From New York, they send me the pink and runtz
I roll a blunt, pass it, baby, it's hit and run
For sure, you cough, you chill, withstand two
If the smoke doesn't come out, I refill the bong, yo
You don't have to do anything, it's already paid for
In the separate tray, it's already ground
There I have some golden buds
And two-three pre-rolled joints of the rarest
I took off the gas mask just to try it
Don't ask me which one it is, I forgot the alias
Relax, mom, just stay calm
We'll end up in my bed smoking the good weed
Og, baby, I don't like brownies
I brought one like Bob Marley
Running from the cops, they catch me, we settle it with money
Burning in a really old car, I light it up in the office
Fuck the pigs
I keep burning with the homies
We're like zombies, like Snoop Doggy-Doggy
I get high, I light another joint, hey
Smoke, smoke in the trap volume 2, babe
Relax, let the smoke rise
And call it again, because it doesn't last here
And sit next to me, put on the cultural ones, yeah
Throw it, crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra
Let's see, what are they smoking?
Throw it, crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra-crazy
Cra-cra-cra
Let's see, what are they smoking?