La Rucu Cucu

Black
This is not music, it's drugs
Yeah
Greetings to all the people from Cutral Có, from the heart, dude

I have what they're looking for to get in the mood
So they can try it at night and tell me what's up
To chill out calmly with the buddies
While the jug goes around the circle
I have what they're looking for to get in the mood
But call early if you want to make purchases
I have the Roco Coco, which is a bomb
And even the Rucu Cucu to dance cumbia

Because here in my neighborhood they don't listen to Lil Pump
Here the Bardero$ sound and some tango in the subway
Five Moëts and a Baron, if the low is due to drugs
I even leave with the hangover from what takes out more alcohol
What the fuck? Please, what happened? I don't understand
Three days without sleep, I'm still free like the wind
If I don't become a champion, here I die trying
I want to rest but she keeps moving

And she goes down slowly and comes back to gain momentum
She falls with all her weight when she gains momentum
Improvise the script, drink Don Perignon
Dangerous with the gun in her mouth and throws to the pile
Bombshell, I have what you're looking for outside
If Bardero$ arrives, everything is top-notch
What you were expecting, now no longer waits
I have more clientele to make it move, my nigga

I have what they're looking for to get in the mood
So they can try it at night and tell me what's up
To chill out calmly with the buddies
While the jug goes around the circle
I have what they're looking for to get in the mood
But call early if you want to make purchases
I have the Roco Coco, which is a bomb
And even the Rucu Cucu to dance cumbia

Fresh through the alley, like Tego Calderón
But in other times, buddy, I come with a Remington
Turns around the neighborhood, strange cars
I no longer have vacations, I sell all year round
Pure flirting and madness, I take it to the heights
Along with a couple of packs and with the knife at the waist
Give a couple of spins, got used to the commune
I set the conditions in this fortune
And now she doesn't want me to get into the heat
But, mommy, I have to go down and cut the cardboard

I look like a thief narco, because I steal and sell coke
While I write rap I'm dancing reggaeton
With a couple of chicks who make things spicy
Mommy, tell me if this isn't street and elegant
Mommy, tell me if I don't take you ahead
Because I already gave you once, although that's a different story
That's my ratchet, I leave it for her to bend down
The Mero Mero is playing, the H is playing
I'm a bandit, I'm a mess
Through Puerto Madero and Fuerte Apache

I have what they're looking for to get in the mood
So they can try it at night and tell me what's up
To chill out calmly with the buddies
While the jug goes around the circle
I have what they're looking for to get in the mood
But call early if you want to make purchases
I have the Roco Coco, which is a bomb
And even the Rucu Cucu to dance cumbia

Cumbia