Ask God not you meet the Boss
that I'm carrying a Beretta with two,
fame got screwed, I climbed the street
Today pa 'yours the sun did not come out
We left hunts, the day ends,
moon peeks and cold night falls
Look for yours that I have mine
here and d**h is an everyday thing
When you walk down the street with sight loss
keep yours that I have mine
When lights are not the police,
keep yours that I have mine
When you touch the red light,
keep yours that I have mine
When you go in daylight,
keep yours that I have mine
I give three to run
bring a Smiltan pa 'their clubs,
I present to sack juidaz rooster foxes
no parakeets or pointed studs and bend them
when Wachan comb 30 which leaves the court
They say they are lukewarm pa 'tailings, please!
I saw them stay cold when heat,
dale green line mute or put him to shut pa
pa home studio, I can speak street
I take care not to tell anybody movies,
those who know how to run rolan me dancing
the ground where I'm know what I'm talking about,
around here is live or live or die k**ing
I go when God says and if you are the mediator
do a favor for me so I do not k** you,
I swear, mine are boiling
in less than one day see you in hell
When you walk down the street with sight loss
keep yours that I have mine
When lights are not the police,
keep yours that I have mine
When you touch the red light,
keep yours that I have mine
When you go in daylight,
keep yours that I have mine
threaten and they know where my home
but nothing happens c-kan continues to rise,
There are ma**es of people who tell me date fat
and community in my country lampa hug me
Ando Pirate, arming them to throw for a riot
unfortunately you without cuete sh**,
Loosen the bun, come down anytime
a shot and a gla** of water no one is denied
Come let's face it, I'm not real
I have seen your people on the street and the news,
had problems when asked who would help
and if you wanted to smoke who delivered at home
Shut up 'madafakas' better shut up
I have seen a stove, bats, bottles and rocks,
Nama and sometimes with eggs in hand
but I keep dying or my neighborhood or a brother
When you walk down the street with sight loss
keep yours that I have mine
When lights are not the police,
keep yours that I have mine
When you touch the red light,
keep yours that I have mine
When you go in daylight,
keep yours that I have mine
By the envy I have today I look different
and criminals out there feeling,
but people do not know and do not know
as not, if you recognize real
And those who love me, love me as I am
those who hate me, hate me for not being who they want to be,
keep your feet on the ground where I'm going,
I'm watching the tide swallows
Much 'Wanna be gangsta' drug dealers
mentioned my name in his rhymes alarming
that makes them think that their opinion is important,
I am who I want to be and that makes me interesting
Times change, and nothing is as before,
today thanks to a PC all be singers
look but that if no matter who likes it
my success grows, you do not deserve your
When you walk down the street with sight loss
keep yours that I have mine
When lights are not the police,
keep yours that I have mine
When you touch the red light,
keep yours that I have mine
When you go in daylight,
keep yours that I have mine
Aja on the street boss
is just around the corner
I'm going for the dream of many
and neither you hear
and neither the PIO
M.O.B
C-mobztas
the dog from the base c-kan
Cha cha chau.