I got that A to the motherfucking K
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Yeah, shells stacking up I shot about thirty rounds
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Out my thrity round clip, you can even hear the sounds
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Of the shells when they hit the ground
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But you know they're right down
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Can't take chances if you plan to fuck around
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Leaving prints on a shell, life in a jail cell
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With no bail living life in Hell
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So I precede to be the sly, slick, and wicked
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But will I get caught? In the mean time a puto gets shot
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I say it's nothing if you ask me
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I got pumps, you can call them punks man, they wanna blast me
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That only figures when you're living life crazy
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They wanna keep me from rapping cuz they know it pays me
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Orale that's what I say
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Orale puto that's what I say before I spray
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All them fucking levas and I cap cap cap
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And then I come back and make a firme rap rap rap
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And tell everybody what I just did
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Lined up some levas and I just got rid
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Of a couple right on the double, I'm nothing but trouble
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But when it comes to hynas I'm the one that likes to cuddle
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But right now the shells are stacking up
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I got my thirty rendevous and fools are backing up
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I got that AK in the trunk for punks that wanna act dumb
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Fuck the fourty round clip, I got the seventy five round drum
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You vatos tempt me now I don't give a fuck
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Size don't mean shit when my shells are stacking up
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[Chorus]
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I got my shells stacking up
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(I got that A to the motherfucking K)
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I got my shells stacking up
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(I got that A to the motherfucking K)
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I got my shells stacking up
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(I got that A to the motherfucking K)
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I got my shells stacking up
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(I got that A to the motherfucking K)
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Simon they got me on the leva
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Don't give a shit, I'm listo
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Homies drinking besto, one smoking up the crystal
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I've got the pistol in my hand keeping trucha
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For any rivals or the jura
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The ones rolling down the hood is dead tonight
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Something's gonna happen just like it always does right
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We're in a spot where we see them but they can't see us
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So when they try to bust we bust on them busters
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Now hiding out, just keeping trucha
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Roll through my hood, just think that we might shoot ya
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You won't leave without bullet holes ese
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So it doesn't matter to me if you got your quette
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Cuz you won't know where the fuck to shoot back
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All you hear is rata-tat-tat rata-tat-tat
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And if you roll through it's time for the payback
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Time to cruise your hood holmes, now what you think about that
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I'll roll your fucking hood without a care
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See some levas over here so some levas over there
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What the fuck are they gonna do to me
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Cuz I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D
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Soy chingon, fuck em all
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See some levas standing then you see some levas fall
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As I spray and make their day
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Say "Fuck you putos" now it's time for the get away
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But I can't split until at least one dies
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So I got back and give the vato a Columbian Necktie
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Oh shit, here comes his homies around the corner, they're coming
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Should I be running? Fuck no, I should be gunning
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Pull out my quette from behind my belt, shit
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Because these vatos just want to be delt with
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You fuck with me man, I don't give a fuck
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Size don't mean shit when my shells are stacking up
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A crazy little vato when I'm stacking up the balas
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I don' give a fuck about you punk ass chavas
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Simon, I bring down my locs
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Gotta look good when I kill so I sparkle up the spokes
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You see you're nothing but a lop
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You think that you can rap? Bitch you can't even walk
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It's like wibble y wobble y wibble y wobble
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You're a chicken, you're a turkey, bawk bawk, gobble gobble
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Simon, when you gobble my nutts
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You get this kind of treatment cuz you're nothing but punks
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But uh, enough about you fools
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I'm not saying all that but next to you I'm way cool
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And to you people that wanna know, I'll let you guess
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Yeah to you putos, yeah holmes the Brown Crowd's the best
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And I'm stacking up the shells
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Having an Oh What A Night sort of like the Dells
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But not in love, I'm on a killing spree
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Killing off you fucking putos who fuck with me
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So remember this ese when I don't give a fuck
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| Keep trucha homey cuz my shel |
