(Chéfi on the beat)

Ok Manny, we have to smash it this year
Armani tracksuit, a beautiful Milanese
We live at night, I won't bother you
A thought for the dope that got sentenced
I'm wasted, I've been grinding all summer
I'm going to grind all winter, I celebrated my gold record
I'm going back to the grind, there's Chéfi doing the prod
There's Néné doing the Rec, normal we're shifting gears
There's something I'm telling you straight away

It smokes drugs, it smokes the yellow
Until seven in the morning khabat it smokes drugs
The drogua, the drogua
The drogua, the drogua
The drogua, the drogua

And I drink a glass, a glass, the team is very angry
It's 13th Art that's where I emerged from
When I was in trouble thank you for hosting me
Now I'm starting to think, I'm looking at the shepherd's star
The cops, the cops, we know them they're high
Go on, go on, fuck your mother, you're taking my smoke to score
Talk, talk, I didn't hold the huevos to break through
Work, trabajo, we didn't scatter

It's the bendo, venga, venga, vendejo
Friend you didn't calculate me when I was taking the metro
Mama told me "what's wrong? My son you're too strange
Stop the drogua a bit, you should tidy up"

It smokes drugs, it smokes the yellow
Until seven in the morning khabat it smokes drugs
The drogua, the drogua
The drogua, the drogua
The drogua, the drogua
It smokes the drogua

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