A bag of parrot two eights of speck is what distinguish it
A long-haired Afro curly hair and red eyes
The corrido that I sing is not for a mobster is for a marijuana
Master Kush his favorite pistear bukanitas and a washed squad
Blounds bongs and a pipe or tortilla paper also rolled
To walk upstairs is his style what fascinates him is to walk marihuano
Since he was fifteen years old, he got on a plane, he did not go down
Walking upstairs is his style. Never confuse him.
Indica, cronic, sativa is not big stress is stuck
Master kush pa to go to the shot if he is already tired a touch of the jairo
A touch with my brothers the rat and radish chuyito graduate
Walking with everyone happy we keep burning this is not a sin
We are still advanced and this is a legacy 7
Do not criticize my life just because you look at my closed eyes
Here you have a friend if you want a touch here I bring and burn
I do not pay attention to small things, I continue my life smoking and loqueando
Taking smoke as a train does not buy it from anyone we sow
I'm leaving and I say goodbye and I'm marijuana and I do not know what I'm talking about
Chisto is already coming brings Kush in his hand better we hope
I'm not mafioso or big I do not go hiding where I want to go there
And he said to the sheep the fans that I have call me the afro
Only among all we can make this a better place :)