Requisito 420 (feat. L-Gante)

Uh, listen to that beat
Hey, how cool, dude
We're in the rhythm, buddy
Hey

That cop saw me on TV, hey
He knows I have the money, ah
He smells the marijuana, smells
Coming out the window, ah

The night already knows what the requirements are
Weed, whiskey, a quarter in the eye
We're at 4:20 looking for a couple of asses
Those girls were good, just what I need

The night already knows what the requirements are
Weed, whiskey, a quarter in the eye
We're at 4:20 looking for a couple of asses

They say they're going to knock me down
That they're going to finish me, that I don't know what
But they can't with me
And surely they will never be able to

I'm waiting for you here calmly
Smoking another one with this babe
No one sees you around here, your movie was on TV

The neighbors ask
When are we leaving
They call the firefighters
Whenever we light up a gram

They can't stand the moans
Of the babies we give each other
And if you owe me
We'll meet later
And I light up another Johnny of Cookies with coconut

A snowy one, a soaked one, a cousin, my partner
There's a lot of betrayal in this business
It's a very dirty game and there are many ambitious people
I'm with pure tough guys, come on
A slap to the damn kid

I always dress expensive
In case I go crazy and end up in the pit
Look, I feel happy
For all the good weed I cough
I smoke the poisonous one
You already know, scandalous

That cop saw me on TV, hey
He knows I have the money, ah
He smells the marijuana, hey
Coming out the window, ah

The night already knows what the requirements are
Weed, whiskey, a quarter in the eye
We're at 4:20 looking for a couple of asses
Those girls were good, just what I need

The night already knows what the requirements are
Weed, whiskey, a quarter in the eye
We're at 4:20 looking for a couple of asses
(L-Gante Keloké)

Poisonous smoke from the green buds
Turning around in Sparta
Where a couple would be in the oven
Don't let the night fall, it gets creepy
The guys figure you out if you're trembling
And after midnight they left you at rest

For the fools, a blow to the head
For the girls, a couple of drinks
For my buddies, a crazy smoke
They look at us weird, dude, I quickly shut them up
I never lose my skills, I don't think twice, I hit it

Tasmanian devil spinning all around
A couple of Mercedes, man, really cool
They didn't even rescue themselves and they had me by their side, hey

Hey, we're doing it again
We came and turned off the TV
You know how it is, please, don't compare
We kicked the door, we fell on him and that was it
Hey

Cumbia 420 for the guys
L-Gante Keloke
Buddy, Alemán
Mexico and Argentina
In rhythm
Yeah, dude