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Every Blood ain't your homie Every Crip ain't your cuz Every king ain't your reign Every dealer ain't the plug Set me up, cut me up like a coupon Now I eat lobster same weight as a newborn Jimmy Neutron, everything designer Without the funny faces I made it Americana How beautiful is my cara? Staying in Punta Cana I wanna reopen Coppa Cobana Hotter than lava, hotter than sweaters in Bahama We stepping in with Prada, half of my closet Balenciaga I need a Oscar, I need a Grammy before my time if I did it proper Every Latino in the lockup, my niggas I got us I need the shorties in the diamonds who's dancing bachata In Spanish Harlem with the mobsters, in Rao's for pasta You looking at the latter mafia hip-hoping for dollars My time is coming, check the clockers Got choppers for blockers Chiquita talking motherfuckers I'l stick with the shottas Playing soccer, smoking Harry Potter My life's a shocker, hit the red carpets fresh out the choppa That's word to mama Letras de cancionesI need a shot so bring the doctor Nothing I do say, off that Dusse Change what I would say, ya niggas pu-say Bags uptown so I'm packing up Money keep calling so I'm getting up Can't stop me, nah ya can't stop me The best ya can do is try to copy All ya teaming up on the West Side Now look, its all ya against one guy Sly like the Stones, throwing rocks at the throne Watch your tone, talking slick get you blown By my nos, mi amor, where I'm at That's my home, I'm a boss Put you on, hide the hand never shown Háblame claro, my network rise like the temperature Beef gone escalate, push like a predator Whose my competitor? I'ma kill the messenger Rhymes need an editor, you faking like a wrestler I got the hugo, do know, my name Don Lugo Pitbull bluenose, moving weight like a sumo My sound: muy peligroso Bitches call him papi, niggas call him "loco" We was really trapping, made a habit with the coco We was really eating off the pack like a lobo Never been a toto, started getting poco Now I get a lot, nigga gimmie my bizcocho Nothing I do say, off that Dusse Change what I would say, ya niggas pu-say Money keep calling so I'm getting up Can't stop me, nah ya can't stop me The best ya can do is try to copy All ya teaming up on the West Side Now look, its all ya against one guy From Letras Mania