4:20 - Marcelo D2

Claro pô, que onda careca desse cara, corta esse papo

Essa merda vai explodir um dia desses

Essa merda só vai explodir quando a gente acabar com todo o fumo que tem em

cima do planeta

The bell’s ringing and I know

Now it’s 4: 20

Now it’s 4: 20

Now it’s 4: 20

Right now it’s 4: 20

Essa aqui é pra malandragem que não treme e nem corre dos homem

E pras ruas que ainda chamam o meu nome

Eu vou fazendo a minha parada

Primeiro, eu pego a seda, o bagulho dixavado

Então eu jogo na seda, é porque isso vem da terra

Então muito obrigado, Senhor

Já tá enrolado, dá o fogo, por favor

Tipo de neguim que voa e só de primeira classe

Se tá na tua mão, puff puff and pass

O mundo continua girando, o kush vai queimando

Pior que falador, continua falando

Mas eu vou te dar um papo que os amigos avisa

Vai na tua paranoia mas não corta minha brisa

É que a cerveja tá gelada, irmão, daquele jeito

O bagulho dixavado, daquele jeito

O boné já tá pro lado, o tênis desamarrado

O som do carro ligado

Eu vou daquele jeito, sei que

The bell’s ringing and I know

Now it’s 4: 20

Now it’s 4: 20

Now it’s 4: 20

Right now it’s 4: 20

Cheira esse mato aqui, bicho

Of course, what a bald wave of this guy, cut this chat

This shit is going to explode one of these days

This shit will only explode when we get rid of all the smoke we have in

above the planet

The bell's ringing and I know

Now it's 4: 20

Now it's 4: 20

Now it's 4: 20

Right now it's 4:20

This one is for trickery that doesn't shake or run from men

And to the streets that still call my name

I'm making my stop

First, I take the silk, the broken stuff

So I play on the silk, it's because it comes from the earth

So thank you very much sir

It's already rolled up, fire, please

Type of neguin that flies and only first class

If it's in your hand, puff puff and pass

The world keeps turning, the kush is burning

Worse than talkative, keep talking

But I'll give you a chat that friends let you know

Go in your paranoia but don't cut my breeze

It's just that the beer is cold, brother, like that

The garbage left, like that

The cap is already to the side, the sneakers untied

The sound of the car on

I go that way, I know that

The bell's ringing and I know

Now it's 4: 20

Now it's 4: 20

Now it's 4: 20

Right now it's 4:20

Smell this bush here, bug