Caramelo (feat. La Santa Grifa)

Smoke it, smoke it, smoke it
Light it up, light it up, light it up
Pure damn fine style
The 473, man
The damn Moler
Just like that, bro

Oh, what sweet candy when I smoke and fly
And if it doesn't hit me, it's because it's not good
And I hit it with the poison, pure Baby or Demon
I don't hold back and I burn it all
And I hit it with the poison when I smoke and fly
And if it doesn't hit me, it's because it's not good
Oh, what sweet candy when I smoke and fly
I don't hold back and I burn it all

Music has given me everything, and although there are things I don't even control
But I keep moving forward, I shake off and adjust
And since I was a kid, with sneakers full of mud
Nobody is born a wolf, time gives it to you alone
Wait, because the skull is out there
If you fall asleep, damn homie, the race will beat you
Calm down and light the candle
And give it the poison, whatever your body needs
I'm high, but with damn fine style
From Tamaulipas to the Potosino neighborhood
It sounds cool, it stirs up all the senses
I lost count of everything consumed

Oh, what sweet candy when I smoke and fly
And if it doesn't hit me, it's because it's not good
And I hit it with the poison, pure Baby or Demon
I don't hold back and I burn it all
And I hit it with the poison when I smoke and fly
And if it doesn't hit me, it's because it's not good
Oh, what sweet candy when I smoke and fly
I don't hold back and I burn it all

Get on the trip, rhythm with courage
That crazy one doesn't back down, we Mexicans paying homage
Pure big truck with high armor, don't let the effect wear off
Watch, the verse brings a message, smoke the herb to relax
Seedless green leaf, a weed that cures my ills
Revolutionary, like Pancho Villa, smoking weed with my crew
No one backs down, I know what I'm getting into
I stand by everything I say
Roll a cigarette and light it up quickly
And in fifteen minutes we end up laughing

I like the crazy life, smoking weed
A few lines of coke, I have a blast
I like the crazy life, smoking weed
A few lines of coke, it's a gamble like poker

The holy cricket has arrived
Connecting with the compa Tornillo
From Tamaulipas to La Huasteca
San Luis Potosí, pure lively neighborhood
If you don't respect it here, you'll be kicked out
Our destiny is already decided
The streets full of crazy addicts with twisted brains
What the hell do I ask for?
I learned to earn my own, raised in the neighborhood
Sometimes a little trouble
The hot land, it never gets cold here
When you shake hands with all my friends
What I want, I get it myself
We give shelter to the traitors

Oh, what sweet candy when I smoke and fly
And if it doesn't hit me, it's because it's not good
And I hit it with the poison, pure Baby or Demon
I don't hold back and I burn it all
And I hit it with the poison when I smoke and fly
And if it doesn't hit me, it's because it's not good
Oh, what sweet candy when I smoke and fly
I don't hold back and I burn it all