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(feat. Lil' Rob) [Verse 1: Mr. Sancho] Trucha me puedes enfrentar en la calle Pues caile cuando des respeto, homeboy I'll hit ya and it hurts your madre Chale, no me van a torcer por ti Aveguanzarme a mi Porque no me vales nada a mi I be - the true O.G S to the A to the N to the C-H to the O Screamin hyna's invitadas complicadas Are runnin in my templo, por ejemplo I'll show it to you nice and simple Puttin my tongue all around your nipple Once you take a bite out of my brown pickle Shoot like a pistol with a clip Disparando all of it Porque nos toca fumar pura mota and when I do I smoke all of it Celosos no avanzan Rayando le las madres Saludos a la raza que saludan en la calles Hey morenita What's your name? What's your size? SongtexteI fantasize About me dippin' between them thighs I saw the look you gave me Like sayin boy just take me Do it like if you rape me But no I don't want your baby Just lay me Down on the ground let's go Mr. Sancho's gonna give you all of that sensual sensual flow Now you know where I am where I stay and where I be I be chillin with the Hynas in the calles of S.D Big 1-3 I see my bride to be lookin at me She's playing hard to get but I'll still get her sprung on me For everybody playin - just smoke a dub For everybody hatin - my finger goes up [Chorus: x2] To everybody playin - just smoke a dub To everybody hatin - my finger goes up Celosos no avanzan Rayando le las madres Saludos a la raza que saludan en las calles [Verse 2: Lil' Rob] Kickin' it with the homies The homeboys who can get down You say you wanna step up We have to take a step down That's something that I won't do That's nothing that I might do Disrespect once leva I'll never like you You fucking vatos trip me out With the things you talk about Claim that you don't like to talk But then you go and run your mouth Take that you got enemies Well homeboy listen to me please Don't kick back with enemies Or else they're not called enemies Heard me on the radio But they hardly play me though Yo baby yo baby yo Lil' Rob will steal the show Jump into the cadillac Don't know if I'll be coming back Shit you though I wouldn't be Homie you know that couldn't be [Chorus] [Verse 3: Mr. Sancho] Aqui estoy otra vez With the chronic smoke up in my chest Tirando gran versos sientes en los huesos Orcando peso sacando los dedos Lil' Rob, Mr. Sancho [?] ready to haunt you [7 lines left untranslated] Ya pocket swoll homie Cuz ya never know homie ??? will be your death Truly part Look up over your head now watch your heart Bust a rap Then I fiddle makin you think like a riddle Group a competition like a little sack of kibble Then I smoke a little indo at the mothafuckin window Enter this vibe I'm gonna be suckin on some nipple Gonna be ticklin her a little Gonna be penetrate through the middle It'll be better than extasy Ohh la la si si I'm trippin off hennessy homie (si homie) [Chorus: with ad libs] [Ad lib till fade..] Aus Songtexte Mania