It's night time and I'm not going after you I'm not going after you, I'm not going after you We give the kids to the rhythm, it's full of wine Buffet for the assholes, for all their friends Do whatever you want, we welcome you here We give the kids to the rhythm, it's full of wine Buffet for the assholes, for all their friends Do whatever you want, we welcome you here Show me the face that you have in mind We want a collective DJ They go up and down when I say so This is nothing, it's a corrective I don't give myself away, I don't buy or trust I don't commit, they are not with me I look at them from afar, I laugh at you Keep singing, I don't perceive it Start with force, I can shoot That you are not a dog, it doesn't give you either We are attentive, if they beat you We go to the rhythm and they want to kill you They make you pay and then touch you I'm going to sing all those songs I tell my life, you are a toad For the good kids, soon freedom I arrived from a trip, I was in Canada I brought you a curious gift, take it You don't have a sequence, you have to invent it Mami, bless you, I save you from nothing Cement, custom and now I want more I like the money, I like to spend Always high cup and tight viscera We are ours, you are related Let's go, the kids, to the rhythm Fill up the wine jar Buffet for the gilipas, all your friends Do whatever you want, we receive it here Let's go, the kids, to the rhythm I know you like my style Nice to be bold Elegant street and fine They wanted war with me Now I have a reason I know you don't neglect me I know you don't neglect me I know you don't neglect me Yo, DJ Crazy, crazy, shut your mouth That we come bringing another cup We make the money, it's our thing You pay the bills, the quotas go up They walk with swords, the cats with boots Look how they look, look how they float We are on the field and we want more We have jaguars tied with rocks Do you feel touched or do they always touch you? I give you forks so you can drink soup The date doesn't matter, the best clothes No one can stand that they are sent to me They have advantages and they are angry We are waiting to make the balls That come one by one or without us And after they run with the broken guard And attentively La Banda de los Millones Siete, dos, tres José y César y Mami Cristian y Alex SDK in the beat El Niño Prodigio Martín S. DJ