Nada Me Va Importar

Ah, tonight the families came together
Pájaros Cumbia, el Cachorro Triple 4
And those from Alzada, it's Neto Peña

You light up the weed because tonight is like going to smoke
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
The crazy ones arrived, they went for beers, nothing will matter to me anymore
Ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar
If it lights up, what's the deal; if I sing, it's with Neto (already)
If my songs sell, it's because of the alphabet (how)

Heavy trap artist, with complete verses
Street soldier to the bone
We show our neighborhood from the first glance
And I go out to the field without asking for the play (woo)
The block watches us, going at it in the early morning (yeah, yeah)

They look at my truck as if it were stolen
I bring a stubborn hangover as if it were Sunday
For the girl I'm with, it seems like I won the bingo
I throw so much dust that I feel like the Bimbo bear

I pay original, that's why I sound different
I'm not tempted by the blonde who likes it so much
And I still haven't found the rhythm that doesn't suit me
He who seeks finds, that's why they don't look for me
Did they never tell you not to ask for it if it doesn't fit?

Lend me, I don't want the morning to come either
They call me black rooster, girl, without having the crest
They mention my name if it's time to bet
Neto told me: Record, hit hard and I said: Party

You light up the weed because tonight is like going to smoke
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
The crazy ones arrived, they went for beers, nothing will matter to me anymore
Ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar

I don't know how to stop, dog, I'm always partying
I wake up with a fresh mind (yea)
I have a talent that encourages you
Calling Los Pájaros Cumbia is the goal (yeah)
I'm the one who puts them on the floor (woo)
That's why I hardly ever walk prickly (no)

I get high, Gera arrived and the stew was made (ah)
Put on the beat, give me a hit and I'll go smooth
Maybe there are caguas
I light up and want more (ah)

The ladies in disguise
So good, but they
Know they're bad girls with the band (yeah)
Cachorro, take out the kilo and Alzada the cardboard
We come from the alley, San Luis and Nuevo León
When it's time to be tough, we shake the neighborhood

You light up the weed because tonight is like going to smoke
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
The crazy ones arrived, they went for beers, nothing will matter to me anymore
Ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar

You light up the weed because tonight is like going to smoke
Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah
The crazy ones arrived, they went for beers, nothing will matter to me anymore
Ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar, ah-ah-ar