[Lil Jon:]
Hey! Hey! Hey! Yeah! Hey!
It's the muthaf**ing remix! Yeah!
It's the muthaf**ing remix! Yeah!
Hey! Hey!
We gonna do this sh** like this!
Lil' Jon and motherf**ing East Side Boyz! yeah!
My n***a' Pitbull representing my Cuban n***a's!
My n***a' Daddy Yankee representing Puerto Rico!
Latinos, stand up!
[Chorus - Lil Jon & Pitbull:]
If you fall up in the club
And them n***a's wanna buck
When you step up to their face
What they gon' do? (sh**!)
If you fall up in the club
And them hoe's are actin' up
When you step up to them hoe's
What they gon' do? (sh**!)
What they gon' do? (sh**!)
(El no va hacer nada!) (sh**!)
What they gon' do? (sh**!)
(El no va hacer nada!) (sh**!)
What they gon' do? (sh**!)
(El no va hacer nada!) (sh**!)
What they gon' do? (sh**!)
(El no va hacer nada!) (sh**!)
[Lil Jon:]
f**, n***a, what's up
Hell nah, you ain't gon' buck
All that sh**tin' out your mouth
Gon' get you whipped up
f**, n***a, what's up
Hell nah, you ain't gon' buck
All that sh**tin' out your mouth
Gon' get you whipped up
You don't came in the club wit' yo muthaf**ing click
We don't give a f**, hoe, ya'll p**y like b**hes
You don't came in the club wit' yo muthaf**ing click
We don't give a f**, hoe, ya'll p**y like b**hes
It's some Cuban n***as and they deep in this b**h
And they step to every n***a that be talking that sh**
It's some Mexican n***as and they deep in this b**h
And they step to every n***a that be talking that sh**
It's some Dominican n***as and they deep in this b**h
And they step to every n***a that be talking that sh**
It's some Puerto Rican n***as and they deep in this b**h
And they step to every n***a that be talking that sh**
[Chorus]
[Pitbull:]
What them boys gonna do when we step to their face
Not a motherf**ing thing, b**h
I see you act hard 'round your click
But by yourself you ain't sh**
Them boys that snitch ain't sh**
Them hoes over there ain't sh**
That coke you got is stepped on, dawg
Your blow ain't sh**
Therefore your dough ain't sh**
Keep provoking, sh**
These boys will Seven-Eleven your a**
And leave you open, b**h
They'll leave you leaking, soaking wet, believe me
We can show you how these gats get some smokin' here
Do you really, really want your head blown
f**ing Atkins diet, dawg, we eat your bread zone
Yeah, I'm biased when it comes to them feds, holmes
Like Len Bias, I'ma play 'til my heart's gone
So take it how you want it, personally I don't give a f**
Either or you weren't gonna win them things, buck, buck, buck
Worst thing is, when you pull that trigger and that thing is stuck
Go ahead and get your click, what they gon' do? sh**
[Chorus]
[Daddy Yankee:]
Si me tientan en pal de segundos sentirán el fuego
No es lo mismo llamarlo que verlo venir, pon tu cara al fuego
Que haces respaldando lo que boconie en la línea de fuego
No me huyas cobarde, y vamos al duelo!
Tu no eres un guarpetón, eso es producto de rum
Mutha' f**er wanna act
Como si tuviera el crea, y corazón
Porque andas con el vaquero de fulano y perensejo
No quiere decir que sea gangster
Sigues siendo el mismo (PENDEJO!)
La calle me llama, oh boy, I love da drama
Have you seen a boricua loco chasing you con un A.K
Hit the wrong way, no amenaces y deja el mensaje
Lo que vayas hacer lo haces y actúa,y ya deja el aguaje
Nos fajamos al gatillo, sino a fuerza de nudillo
Al antiguo, a uno a uno, cara a cara, y sin corillo
Los guantes put 'em up, no te quites, que paso, n***a' what
Daddy Yankee se revela, a la buena o a la mala
En tu cara, que tu vas hacer en el club
[Chorus]
[Daddy Yankee:]
Tu no vas a hacer nada! Roncón!
Con la boca has matado a miles!
Y con la pistola a nadie
Roncón, fequero!
[Pitbull:]
Perro que ladra no muerde! Come mierda!
Tu lo que eres es más ruedo que película!
Pa' que lo sepas!
Boriqua, cubano, negro!
Lo que sea, ya tu sabes!
Lil' Jon, Pitbull, Daddy Yankee!
Hit them motherf**ers!