"I'm hard to kill, for real, nigga guard your grill", Cuban Link. Yo, yo, Yo flip mode is how this nigga roll, finger on the trigger low. Quick to lick a shot for that bigger pot of gold.
Callate la boca y bajate los panties. My ten minute ride sastis y fumanti. Beatnuts y proyect uno, una loquera. Bajatelos chula, que lo que tu espera.
You could really do with some better taste. But I won't sit and judge. I've had my share of waste. . I could really do with a little less booze. Shit-faced every weekend.
Look at me, like I'm a saint to be seen. Kiss me, like you'd bring life back to me. Fall for me, like you're not afraid to crash. I demand that special part.
Get on down. Yo, this is the little lunatic. You know what I'm sayin'?. Straight outta Buck Show, fuck that. . It's like this y'all, it's like this y'all.
We were making history. Breaking rules and breaking free. Questioning the writing on the wall. Got wind from the underground. Laughing as we're falling down.
I was ten years old. When I made a discovery. I felt this tingling sensation. All through my body. . I knew it wasn't something you tell your parents.
Niños Ricos. . Después de la escuela siempre tenía que trabajar. Casi me encanta sentirme como una idiota. Porque nunca pude hablarle al chico que me gusta.
It's the hard little pistol-packing punk dope smuggler. Lethal when I kill, I go straight for the jugular. Back again to hit ya with the junkyard funk.
My mind go bust when I think of you. My body stumbling down the avenue. I get so wet when I look at you. Your face in my mind down the avenue. . Can't work.
After school I always had to work. I kinda love feeling like a jerk. Cause I never got to talk to the guy I liked. And that ain't right. And then he met another type.
(check me out now). From girlies now to havin niggaz on my dick. cause I like to flip the script. Ya know, I come fat with the rhymes. And if you want a beat call me at nines.
Like an astronaut that's scared of heights. With a heart that's beating at the speed of light. You've been waiting for this feeling all your life. Sometimes it's just hard to realize.
Bang my head into the bars. I'm my own prison guard. And when I think there's no escape. I find the tunnel out this place. . Once I'm free like a bird - It's over.
"Get on down" (repeat 4X cut and scratched). . I wanna fuck, drink beer, and smoke some shit!. Fuck, drink beer, and smoke some shit!. I wanna fuck, drink beer, and smoke some shit!.
I heard you met somebody. I heard she makes you happy. I really hope she's not prettier than me. And if she is. I hope at least she's crazy. . While you're at it why.
You want a cigarette?. I got a cigarette. You don't like me. I don't like you. No I love you. . I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. . I got it wrong again.
Showing love, with the fucking bass in your face. New York City have mercy one time, introducing the crew. . [Fashion]. Hey, you ain't really you and you ain't really down.
Prendelo, prendelo. Prendelo, What that mean yo?. It's light it up, got my man Tony Touch on this. We're gonna touch it up like this. I go uh ah, yo yo, Psycho c'mon.
I've been listening to you breathing. I've been tryna count sheep yeah. I've been staring at the ceiling for so long. Hoping you would come. . Thinking of my teacher.