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[Intro:] What'chu talkin 'bout yo? The fuck you mean yo? I'm an MC, I rock all type of shit yo I started rockin in parties in, in 8th grade nigga Watch how I do this shit [Chino XL:] Aight, verse one, fuckin with me is fuckin with the worst one, I spit it with speed with skill of a surgeon, if you buyin that weed and carrying guns or missin Big Pun let me hear y'all niggaz It's curtains if you try to impede on gettin this work done, you better believe the murderous version, Puerto Rican gangstas Crips, Bloods, pimps, thugs in this club let me hear y'all niggaz Deferred funds, money and royalties killin my burdens, my MC loyalties spittin from my lungs, if you sittin in yo' whip hollerin at a bitch, blastin my shit let me hear y'all niggaz I burst 'em, you thinkin I wouldn't squeeze He in a hearse numb, pain and penalties Jers', Jerusalem, Christian, Muslim Everybody make it jump, get it crunk when it come, yo Letras de canciones[Chorus: Chino XL] I don't give a fuck about nothin I just wanna smoke, fuck, drink, and verbal murder somethin (okay) I'm the papi the mamis all lovin when I smoke, fuck, drink, and verbal murder somethin I don't give a fuck about nothin (uh-uh) I just wan' smoke, fuck, drink, and verbal murder somethin (okay) I'm the papi that the mamis all lovin when I smoke, fuck, drink, and verbal murder somethin [Chino XL:] Honestly it's a little too live tonight Like somebody gonna get shot tonight Beastin, me and my niggaz when our money ain't right We still got enough game to pull a bitch that's tight Have Chinese or Japanese mamis on they knees Gasped, I told 'em my twin sister was Alicia Keys (hahaha) But I ain't lovin her - I got a lot of muscles That gotta count for somethin, Schwarzenegger is a governor But I ain't carjackin no Hummer to impress Ladies call me Champagne, I keep they pussies Moet/mo' wet This that Puerto Rican gangsta shit I'm half-black, got a big ass dick Checkin mami with the thick ass lips She ain't impressed with these lyrical skills I make movies and got record deals to pay those bills Take those pills for real, she borin when she sober (yup) These bitches is Jewish how much they gettin +Passed Over+ [Chorus] [Chino XL:] Yo... check it Dawg, don't even comment, I'm hotter than a comet These snitch niggaz don't turn states, they turn continents I tell nothin with confidence, my intolerance legendary Hostile in monetary in punchlines I've said already Threw 'em in the garbage next to Oscar the Grouch 8 million dollar house sellin lines by the ounce Identify yo' wifey by the size of her mouth Stretch marks to accommodate my massive amounts Without doubts I'm too violent (uh-huh) Never retirin, pushin a Jag, playing "Vice City" on my palm pilot I'm not a kind man, I run with con men Strong, throwing +Signs+ like M. Night Shyamalan Go 'head and bring the drama on (uh-huh) I'll whip that ass, take pictures of it on my Sprint picture-takin cell phone Your little wifey's at home, thinkin I'm God I'm leavin your ride full of more holes than Spongebob (blaow!) [Chorus] From Letras Mania