Por La Noche (Feat. Ari y Meko)

(Mala Rodriguez)
In the night..

Without a reputation, there's no respect,
I know this area,
This chick doesn't beat around the bush,
I speak clearly,
Consequences arrive,
If you need me, call.

Why not?, I aim high, I cook it, at night,
Hearing noises made by animals and cars,
I make pieces for collectors and a brooch,
Without a word, there's no person,
Without a reputation, there's no respect,
I know this area,
This chick doesn't beat around the bush,
I speak clearly,
Consequences arrive,
If you need me, call.

(Ari)
By the night, infrared rays shoot, you can mistake me for the most expensive whore look me in the eyes if you have balls now shoot I'm not the one who declares against you what do I care what you do or if you're crazy the dark streets equally abandon us all we wear a face whether from berskha or zara if I were loaded in a limousine I'd walk but no I came to this world to fight and there's nothing else so come few are the things that stop me if you have to take revenge one gets revenge, like Toni Montana I end with revenge the edge of my blade will cut your tongue things are measured by the size of respect the law of if you mess with me I mess with you the white powder breaks your face I was at the gates of hell I promise you life is a challenge Mala knows it I know it see you at the next bar.

(Mala Rodriguez)
Why not?, I aim high, I cook it, at night,
Hearing noises made by animals and cars,
I make pieces for collectors and a brooch,
Without a word, there's no person,
Without a reputation, there's no respect,
I know this area,
This chick doesn't beat around the bush,
I speak clearly,
Consequences arrive,
If you need me, call.

(Meko)
At night sex rap and Havana fresh beer in a green bar with the buddies they say that rock wakes up love and that destiny isn't written that it's done like the path harvest of '75 or woman and child I flow better every time shit like good wine I like to dress sharp gold chain massive know that when I pass by beaks shoot you want to be the king of the street or that the street is screwed for you to be a gangster I want an attic in Versailles and a chick with bersachemen sharpening my saber god give me a hand I need it you know I'm surrounded by devils and they all wear suits and want me to smile like tobi they want me to be a good black they want me to smile, they don't give a damn how I feel inside.

(Mala Rodriguez)
Why not?, I aim high, I cook it, at night,
Hearing noises made by animals and cars,
I make pieces for collectors and a brooch,
Without a word, there's no person,
Without a reputation, there's no respect,
I know this area,
This chick doesn't beat around the bush,
I speak clearly,
Consequences arrive,
If you need me, call.(x2)