[Crowd chanting]

Chino, Chino, Chino!

[Chino XL]

What's the deal? Let's get this (*%#@!*) on
What's the deal? Yo, where my Latinos at?
I said, where the (*$#&@*) is my Latinos at?


[Chorus: B-Real (Chino XL)]
You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast

(Word to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laughs last
(How far are you willing to go?) Till I'm dead $$#
(I swear to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last


(You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast)
Word to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laughs last)

How far are you willing to go? (Till I'm dead $$#)
I swear to God (Chino's the ^!$$% that laugh last)


[B-Real]
Flows are malicious you (*##$es seekin' the riches
You freeze up and then you sound $#&@ed like when the DAT pitches

You like a woman who just gave birth: all in stitches
Comin' apart at the seams, fallin' out your britches
$#&@ rockin' this off the hook, it's off the hinges

For you $#&@in' junkies fiendin' I'm fillin' up all your syringes
Me and Chino sippin' on Vino, coolin' in Reno
I'm snatchin' your mic like it was money when I hit cee-lo

Warnin'! ^!$$%s are stormin' all over me
I'll split your dome like Moses parted the Red Sea
To my east ^!$$%s and the west, and the rest God bless

You're chokin' down all that watered down bull%#@! like it's cess
Switch up you better not hiccup or eat a dick up
I'm like the 4-54, dustin' your $#&@in' pickup

Throw my clique up when you approach, you want to slang
but you can't swing, you wish you was nuts so you can hang


[Chorus: B-Real (Chino XL)]
(You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast)
Word to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laugh last)

How far are you willing to go? (Till I'm dead $$#)
I swear to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laugh last)


You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast
(Word to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last
(How far are you willing to go?) Till I'm dead $$#

(I swear to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last

[Verse 2: Chino XL]

Whoop, whoop! You know what Chino about, damn!
More "Bounce To The Once", bullet in chest like Roger Troutman
Your insurance policy rejected

cause I'm gonna kill all your survivin' family members you wish to prosper by collectin' it
It's definite, you a blunderin' idiot
So you get bust/bussed like black kids off to white schools in the sixties did

I bring asphyxiation to rappers gassed
like being in a garage car engine runnin' without no ventilation
My flow innovation, higher than trailer trash aspiration

I'm hungrier than chicks tied up in Rick James ba!@&(t
Face it, you don't compare to mine
(There is no reason for your existence what-so-ever after Chino XL rhymes)

You get no chance to counter attack about your raps
I'll show you facts till you draw your own conclusions that you are wack
In your spiritual crisis just bow down to who the lyrical Christ is

Making graven images of my likeness, despite this, I Muggs like Cypress
^!$$% B-Real, I'll have you on the Wheel Of Fortune
buying an I/eye right next to Bushwick Bill

I drill any MC with my speech
Showin' frauds who the strongest like model Tyson beatin' down Tyrese (What!)


[Chorus: B-Real (Chino XL)]
You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast
(Word to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last

(How far are you willing to go?) Till I'm dead $$#
(I swear to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last

(You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast)
Word to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laugh last)

How far are you willing to go? (Till I'm dead $$#)
I swear to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laugh last)

[B-Real]
Aye, that ^!$$% Chino (*$#&@in'*) flipped it right now, didn't he?


Give it up for B-Real!

[Chino XL]
Who's the evil Evel Knievel, you beneath like church steeples

I swear before God and five other Latin people
We ignore amateurs
Me and B-Real stick together like pages of !@$^ mags beneath Kool Keith mattresses

[B-Real]

It's a pity you could never be witty
You $#&@in' with me like a flat chick needin' attention so buy !@%$
You want a name, but you can't make it, you can't fake it
Like a virgin who's ridin' a dick, you can't take it

[Chorus: B-Real (Chino XL)]

(You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast)
Word to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laugh last)
How far are you willing to go? (Till I'm dead $$#)
I swear to God (Chino the ^!$$% that laugh last)

You get hit up, pump my %#@! up to full blast
(Word to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last

(How far are you willing to go?) Till I'm dead $$#
(I swear to God) B-Real's the ^!$$% that laugh last

[B-Real]
I just don't want to get rowdy right now
you know that (*%#@!*) makes me rowdy
And I'm kind of flamed up too, you know what I'm sayin'?

(*Crowd cheers*) That's right!