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(feat. Mr. Knight Owl) [Chorus: x2] This is how it sounds when the cuete explodes Click click bang bang Bullet holes inside of your clothes Everyone knows Give me your gun and I'll shoot Taking my aim and I'll shoot u Give me the reason to do all the things that I do [Verse 1: Lil Cuete] Fool you ain't no friend of me Claiming your ahead of me I'm smoking meth amphetamine I'm tripping like I said I'd be I'll treat you like an enemy I'm packing guns so heavealy I'm stacking up artillary Into your wounds no remedy This one's for those fake ass wanna be rappers tryna be hard-core Passing through my streets you're gonna get bullets in your car door and far more just stay the fuck away before you start war Lil Cuete's here and you know he's up far more. Letras de cancionesWithin the intestion my soldiers filled with aggression with infections and sessions and sections they mention injections Confessions of my aggression Relievin tention no stresin Suggestions of my redemption leave your face down in direction I'm not saying I'm the best right now But I'll be one of the best around I'm shooting them up and I'm letting them down with my brother in law little gato You know that he's ready to take on the rep and I'll be the one that be sitting them back Wipping the fingerprints off of my gap Because we already know were you be at. [Chorus: x2] This is how it sounds when the cuete explodes Click click bang bang Bullet holes inside of your clothes Everyone knows Give me your gun and I'll shoot Taking my aim and I'll shoot u Give me the reason to do all the things that I do [Verse 2: Lil Cuete] I'll make you gone like we tired with out even a start You had no chance to begin because I came for your heart My flows are piercing your skull and sinking into your brain One on one I'm the only maniac that can hang Tried to turn mine against me but it'll never work and now knowing that your hating I say back with a smirk You might have went on tour but never holding the mic So don't get all exited because I'll rock it all night I'm ready to kill them like I'll never resor like Armageddon U know that I'm keeping a dub ya u know that I'm keeping a dusk Incredible fagets do look at me and look at You what the fuk was running through that fukn mind of urs U should have been rolling w/ me more to c the money filled in cases But now I still those fukn stupid smilling faces [Chorus: x2] This is how it sounds when the cuete explodes Click click bang bang Bullet holes inside of your clothes Everyone knows Give me your gun and I'll shoot Taking my aim and I'll shoot u Give me the reason to do all the things that I do [Knightowl:] Who got beef 4 it u want some of this like I got u dental Nada b loko busting through your residential The night w/ the weapon that's loaded I'm the master keep on wasting Motherfuker u can't hang me Better be trucha w/ my gang From the city of diego Puto porque He wanted to bring the drama Motherfuker u got stuck I'm like 6 fools be trippin They better get out da way that I'm coming Pinchy leva here I come I feel that u better start running I'm better than most I'm loked out u b smoked thatll give it up Cause if u try the madiling cuete Simon well fuk u up (Thanks to kriminal404 for correcting these lyrics) From Letras Mania