[ Intro ]
[ Hurricane G ]
What up ? What up ? Ye Yea..
East Coast west Coast flavor in the muthaf**ing house
Hurricane G and the muthaf**ing Delinquent habits
And we ain't having it, so what n***a ?
You wannga get bucked bring the rock
Cuz' we don't give a muthaf**!!!
What the f**? I said What the f**!?
What the f**!? What the muthaf**?!? Yeah
[ Hurricane G ]
Hurricane G, comin through with the Tres Delinquents
Por mi gente, strapped with fuertes
Blowin' the spot, making sh** caliente
Wreaking MCs like Tito Puentes
Beating drums, flipping flows in different thongues
Leaving all you muthaf**as sprung
Without giving up the chocha
My lyrics, is enough to make you loco, maricon!
My sh** is packed like chicharon
f**in' MCs up like Ron
n***as, shakin' more a** than strippers!
For all my b**hes and n***as
Im sellin' records, like thugs sellin' d**
It's gettin' mad love, cuz I bring the real
sh** is tight, and a bad cream for my skin
Muthaf**a What? I don't give a f**!!
You can bring the rock we can get bucked what!?
[ Chorus ] X 2
Muthaf**a what? I don't give a f**!!
You can bring the rock, we can get bucked, what?
I dont give a f**, you can bring the rock
We can get bucked! What?
[ Yves ]
I turned down the base, start to kickin up the treble
Put the music in my earphones, so I can check my level
Tu no sabes que es la mierda comin out your speaka
It's the Tres Delinquentes, Sen Dog y la Boricua
I don't be braggin', That drama's for your mom
But this collaboration right here, is the bomb
And when Ives's comes to party, starts to sway g
Bomb styles, poppin' Improv and [ ... ] Pays me
Chingaso, when your cold hard and when I [ ... ]
To clean your crap, leave your punk-a** retarded
The one, to the two, to the three delinquentes
Sen Dog, Hurricane G to your frente
[ Sen Dog ]
High as a kite, it's the capitan pinga loca
With a fifth of bacardi and a brain full of mota
Representin' all the cliqua from the southside
And any f**in' body who got Brownpride
Takin' back to the avenue me mocho pa' mi gente
Con la Hurricane G y los vatos delinquentes
El cubano marijuano que te deja taranteado
Been down since '83, DVX con mi hermano
I know you didn't think I would stop makin' rollas
I gots to entertain all the vatos and the cholas
So take it to the neighborhood and spread it on the calle
Que al perro negro, no le vale madre!!
[ Chorus ] X2
[ Kemo the Blaxican ]
The latin season thats the reason, homeboy
For all the flavor thats on the table
The blaxican once again, so just as quick and fable
I'm strangling mics, from el Lunes to Domingo
Te chingo, te digo el gringo's got my back, the lingo bringo
No mas o menos, simply stacks up the tracks
So sip the [...]
Porque el ritmo pega duro like a kick to your sack
Y si me miras en los ojos recojo puro respeto
Y las palabras de mi boca empezaron en los cesos
Asi lo ves homeboy, I putting it down thats con mi cliqua
Hurricane, Sen Dog, Delinquents blowin' up your speaka
Otra vez, ya lo ves, somos tres
Bring the rock thats how it is... Cuz' I don't give a f**!
[ Chorus ] X2
... b**h!!!
*This was made out of respect for the rappers in this song
Please feel free to correct any mistakes I made*