La Cuentan (feat. Pacho El Antifeka y El Mas Berrako)
L-Gante
The Count (feat. Pacho El Antifeka and El Mas Berrako)
This is cumbia 420
The neighborhood with the neighborhood
DT. Bilardo, Al Records
Eh
I don't know why
But the envious ones rain on me
And few here are the real ones
But mine really make it happen in the neighborhood
We make dreams come true
Here in my neighborhood there's no room for falsehood, nah, nah
Never talk too much, nah
For that we leave it to the others
(Cumbia 420)
We've been doing it for a while
The cats count-tan-tan-tan-tan
The envious ones comment-tan-tan-tan-tan
They criticize me for being from below, with a low profile
I don't hold back and I start flying
(L-Gante, what's up?)
I also have a couple of pesos and I hang around
It's not necessary in the robbery to know what weight is
On the path we are sharp and I assure you that
In the darkest corners we stop with all the tough guys
The buddies, the ones who have the note
The ones who always go with two girls in the seat of the truck
To make the rock bite, so we don't roll the joint
And when it arrives at my block I start counting money
Until the neckline is removed
Quickly, I don't know, bro, what happens
One day I got angry and bought three Mercedes, so crazy
Your girl is playing with the snow
I don't let it go unnoticed because the envious ones rain on me
I don't know why
But the envious ones rain on me
And few here are the real ones
But mine really make it happen in the neighborhood
We make dreams come true
Here in my neighborhood there's no room for falsehood, nah, nah
Never talk too much, nah
For that we leave it to the others
We've been doing it for a while
The cats count-tan-tan-tan-tan
The envious ones comment-tan-tan-tan-tan
They criticize me for being from below, with a low profile
I don't hold back and I start flying
(El Mas Berrako, bro)
We come from nothing, we're valued
I keep firm with my people in the county
I never wear a mask, I'm always high
With a couple of chicks by my side
We're dressed up, we went to the party
If you're a tough girl, dare
I'm with the gun
And she asks me to start it, to light it up
Blowing smoke at the back to the right
Hanging out with the rough black guys, with a .38
We're accelerating in a Poncho throwing corks
And if they tell me that's wrong
I don't care, I do it anyway
The police want to stop me
There's no stopping here
While the cats count-tan-tan-tan-tan
The envious ones comment-tan-tan-tan-tan
They criticize me for being from below, with a low profile
I don't hold back and I start flying
(El Antifeka)
You know who I am
You also know what I give
Low profile but they don't give what I give
They criticize me for the hits and for [?]
I come from below but look where I am
A flow from PR, a butt from Argentina
The hits sound like me on the speakers
Bastard, I started joking on a corner
And now I buy a house with a pool
We keep chipping inside the booth
And I don't give a damn about what they think
They say they run the neighborhood but they don't even walk
Bandit with the balls that stand up
Everyone copies me
Because I'm real wherever I am
You are fake, there's no way you believe it
I take it out and brr, in case you fantasize
Everyone copies me
Because I'm real wherever I am
You are fake, there's no way you believe it
I take it out and brr, in case you fantasize
Pacho
El Mas Berrako, bro
Cumbia 420 for the black guys
Pacho El Antifeka
Mera, tell me, L-Gante
This is from Puerto Rico to Argentina
And from Argentina to the whole world
Cumbia 420
(Eh, the new movement)
The republic of hits
Yomo Pauta
Jetty, Baby Johnny
The chosen ones, hahaha
The new era, hahaha
The real one, hey
Bro, ha
From the tough guys of Argentina
DT. Bilardo (uh, listen to that beat)
Al Records (ah, now yes, bro)
Eh