Toma 4

Are we rolling or what?
Not one, but two
Just listen to this cumbia

The police better not bother
I want to smoke
Turn on the cell phones
Damn, how am I going to have a blast

Things weren't going well for them, it shows when they mention me
If the sun bothers them, everyone runs to the shade
Let's go for another hit, Maxo, as usual
Throw me the beat, I have plenty of lyrics

Rap is back from vacation
The one that is only heard in the rhymes of my songs
My family never knew or believed, from what I see
But I don't blame them because I don't even believe it

Blessed to be Mexican, a paisa anywhere
Son, you're growing up, one day you'll ask me for a kiss
Without fear of dying, Death, go to hell
You took my buddy, when are you coming to get me?

To the court, smoking a joint outside the store
I'm going to die, yes, but as a legend
I pass it to the right, I give it to those who didn't believe
Ask my dealer, no one smokes more than me

Turn up the volume, I don't want to lower it
One, two, one, two
And the police better not bother, I want to smoke
Not one, but two

Turn up the volume, I don't want to lower it
One, two, one, two
And the police better not bother, I want to smoke
Not one, but two

I don't know anything more delinquent than me
Driving, dodging the cops
In a comfortable truck smoking marijuana
With the gun on my waist

I go to look for the girls
Always in the hot neighborhoods
We're horny
And don't tell me you're looking for me, bastard
Because I don't hide from any faggot

With the traffickers and the non-delinquents
One thing is to be feared and another to be respected
Those who cut and pack drugs in aluminum
I have the love of the ladies, the affection of the children

And also a full schedule, it's been sold for two years
They pay in advance without knowing if I'm still alive
And all because of what I write, not one, but two
I don't smoke in a pipe, just blunts, homie

Turn up the volume, I don't want to lower it
One, two, one, two
And the police better not bother, I want to smoke
Not one, but two

Turn up the volume, I don't want to lower it
One, two, one, two
And the police better not bother, I want to smoke
Not one, but two