DUEÑOS DE LA ESQUINA (feat. Alemán)

Yo
Santa Fe, bro
With Alemán
Black and white
Santa Fe Klan

We’re from the hood
Now we’re the kings of the corner
I light it up every day
In the neighborhood
Counting in the alley, those from the corner
Around here, there’s no law

Hit it, pass the joint
It thumps, they know I won’t be quiet
When the bass kicks in with the drums
They blame me for always causing a ruckus

Hit it, pass the joint
It thumps, they know I won’t be quiet
When the bass kicks in with the drums
They blame me for always causing a ruckus

I’m feeling high, here comes the Mexican style
They always see a joint in my hand, I’m winning at smoking weed
I light it up early, for me this is routine
I’m more laid back than Nata' Cano, I look like a train for real

All this smoke clouds my vision 'cause my weed stinks the most
When I light up Holly, they can smell it
Pass another one, but for yesterday, I want to light it up everywhere
Especially when I see the sunset, I like it, don’t try to move me

And the girl always says: Pass it, Alemán
It’s already 4:20 and I wanna smoke
My weed loves it, always asking for more
Wants me to play a song and asks for Mírame Ma

I don’t let them step on me, they say: Don’t get lit
Better smoke a joint so they can analyze it
There are no gray days here, we’re all pretty much gray
And I hope that in Mexico soon, finally, it gets legalized

Hit it, pass the joint
It thumps, they know I won’t be quiet
When the bass kicks in with the drums
They blame me for always causing a ruckus
Hit it, pass the joint
It thumps, they know I won’t be quiet
When the bass kicks in with the drums
They blame me for always causing a ruckus

Oh, when I smoke weed and when I listen to reggae
Almost all week I’m on my THC
When I smoke it, when I smell it, when I start to drink
When I thump on the speakers, there, from Santa Fe

When I light it up, when I hit it
No one can control me if I roll with my crew
I’m high, can’t control it
From all this smoking, damn mental illness

I wanna fly, sorry, mom
I feel relaxed, pass it, bro
I’m out on the street, controlling it
Causing a mess, a scandal
Pass me the key to breathe it in
Light it up gently so the plane doesn’t go down

Hit it, pass the joint
It thumps, they know I won’t be quiet
When the bass kicks in with the drums
They blame me for always causing a ruckus

Hit it, pass the joint
It thumps, they know I won’t be quiet
When the bass kicks in with the drums
They blame me for always causing a ruckus

We’re from the hood
Now we’re the kings of the corner
I light it up every day
In the neighborhood
Counting in the alley, those from the corner
Around here, there’s no law