Melting Pot Lyrics - Miami - Pitbull

I'm not a thug 

No, no, no, no 

I'm not a gangsta 

But I won't hesitate 

To cock back, bust and point blank ya 

Lord thank ya 

I'm like that coke and weed 

When it burn slow 

Motherfucker I'll stank ya 

Thats what I been 

Taught on these streets 

Aint a god damn thing 

That can't be bought on these streets 

You want a life gone 

That could be done 

I'm like a nigga that did ten years 

I'm eager to come 

In the game 

And do more than entertain 

I'm loco in the brain 

I'm that man with the methods 

And I always bring the pain 

They know me out here 

All these bitches cocaine 

Cause they blow me out here 

I'm always out here 

Y'all keep it real 

But I keep it realer 

Ima make my first mill off the deal 

But I'm still gon be labeled 

A cuban dope dealer 

I'm just statin the facts 

Motherfucker 

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I hang with Puerto Ricans and 

Haitian killers and 

Cuban dope dealers 

And these here my niggaz 

I ride for 'em 

And god dammit I'd die for 'em (2) 

I got that really foul 

Kung flo flow 

I'm tryna get that really foul 

Kung do doe 

But you dont know me homie 

So dont judge me 

I rep the real Miami 

Thats why the city loves me 

The feds wanna bug me 

Haters wanna slug me 

I thank God 

Cause he's the only thing thats above me 

Y'all gon feel me till it hurts 

Like 

Losin your family over someone elses work 

Or 

Losin your case cause your co-defendent chirped 

Or 

Losin your brain cause them thangs done burped 

It gets worse 

This is for those 

That'll never see the sun again 

That'll pick through shit 

For a balloon just to get it in 

This is what was fed to him 

This is why the game let him in here 

Being me (me) 

Being Pit (Pit) 

Being It 

Pitbull and Trick (Trick) 

Both from the down south 

Bitch we from the bottom, shit 

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(3) - Trick Daddy 

Lord your son got problems 

And I know that you know 

Cause you made this all possible 

I live a dangerous ass life you know 

So I thank you for your doctors and your hospitals 

Thank God for the thugs too 

He understand what these drugs do 

He wanna see us all pull through 

But only if niggaz in the hood knew 

Hell, prayin ain't wrong 

But the sqeezin trigger 

Could you go kill a innocent man 

While these weak niggaz grillin his end 

They tellin ya dawg 

Reducin they buisness 

If I wasnt doin this 

Then I'd go do him in 

Cause if he was dead 

He couldnt say he knew me then 

For them niggaz who lie 

When they pull me in 

Its in the same older cell that they threw me in 

And I just pray for 'em 

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