EN LA CHATA

(I put it in, I take it out)
(She wants to smoke weed)
(And I've been coming for days all crazy)
(I know those habits)
(Then they paint the videos and the photos)
(What's up, cousin? What's my favorite little devil doing?)

In the whip with a couple of chicks
They're wild, restless, naughty
They're really crazy, burning weed
And the cops follow me but they don't catch me
In the whip with a couple of chicks
They're wild, restless, naughty
They're really crazy, burning weed
And the cops follow me but they don't catch me

Prototype cat
Your crew tries, my brothers are all convicts
Music for the damn slut and the addicts
If it smells like plastic, it's because it's sweet and rich
Made in Argentina
I'm still the same, hanging out on the corner
You don't even see me and I keep making rounds
I have a dumb girl who's stubborn, I call her Shakira
And I have her uninsured in case someone shoots
The ATR cars, breaking horns
Do you know me, punk? You're so clueless
The punks want clothes and the girls want vitamins
And I don't know which one I'm in, lie, I'm in my own

Sicariona asks for more
She's asking for a frisk, why did you hurt her?
You give yourself away, your butt moves, it causes a disaster
She tells me: join in, and I light up a joint, it smells like chocolate
I keep lit, turned on, crazy, up all night
My brain is on fire, down with the devils and they're left stunned
I like trouble, cat, you're so hurt because I don't have a godfather
If they want trouble, they have to make more noise
I go straight for trouble, ready to shoot
I don't miss, if I aim, I hit
Black Argentine thief, a Latin thug

In the whip with a couple of chicks
They're wild, restless, naughty
They're really crazy, burning weed
And the cops follow me but they don't catch me
In the whip with a couple of chicks
They're wild, restless, naughty
They're really crazy, burning weed
And the cops follow me but they don't catch me

I'm CF, baby
DJ Alan Gome'
723
Sincerely, The Millionaires' Band