[Verse 1: Ese Rich Rock]
Rich Rock, talkin' more sh** than you ever could
We get down, sh**, I'll walk through your neighborhood
Stroll right through, I would give a f**
Feelin' sorry for the vatos that don't hear me, yah
Cause my shotgun is loaded
And so am, I
Ese Rich Roc, los Spanish F.L.Y
Don't f** around
Cause if you do, you'll let the tears of a clown
And go blind by the shine of the bullet
After I pull it, you will find ya
At the wrong f**ing place
At the wrong muthaf**in' time
And now, you cryin' and dyin'
And while I'm smi-ah-lin'
I walk around for a while
And spot another lie
So Rich Rock
Stops, and drops, back the clip
I don't give a sh**
About no soca that bleed
I got an itchin' mothaf**in' finger
That's ready to squeeze the trigger
Two times, one time, won't make it three
Just to let you know you don't f** with me
When I'm strollin' down your calle
Then you better run and duck
Cause I don't give a f**
When I pull out my
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Shotgun
Shoot 'em 'fore he run
I said shotgun
Shoot 'em 'fore he run
[Verse 2: Ese Rich Rock]
When my shotgun is loaded
And I hold it in my hand
To your head
Gimme all your feria
So I can fold it in my pants
And you'll be dead like the [?]
Just another mothaf**a
Who died, I would, do it
f**in' knew it, that he never thought
I pull it, fast
And a flash, from the blast
Is the last thing you remember
So if you ever f** around, as an example
When I point my sawed off
And I don't get what I want
To get that so I suggest that you realize
If ya start some pleito, you'll get a big surprise
Then I can get colder
sh**, I'll bury you in a grave
And throw a Bud can over it
Cause I'm the kind of vato
That like to waste ammo
Call me insane
Well, when I aim, can (???)
Drop to the ground
As I thought, you can't dodge the blast
From the led, that is in
That you hear, fast
And now, you just a leva in the past
And at last the mothaf**in' job is done
Another murder one from my
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