I got that A to the mother$#&@ing K

Yeah, shells stacking up I shot about thirty rounds

Out my thrity round clip, you can even hear the sounds
Of the shells when they hit the ground
But you know they're right down

Can't take chances if you plan to $#&@ around
Leaving prints on a shell, life in a jail cell
With no bail living life in Hell

So I precede to be the sly, slick, and wicked
But will I get caught? In the mean time a puto gets shot
I say it's nothing if you ask me

I got pumps, you can call them punks man, they wanna blast me
That only figures when you're living life crazy
They wanna keep me from rapping cuz they know it pays me

Orale that's what I say
Orale puto that's what I say before I spray
All them $#&@ing levas and I cap cap cap

And then I come back and make a firme rap rap rap
And tell everybody what I just did
Lined up some levas and I just got rid

Of a couple right on the double, I'm nothing but trouble
But when it comes to hynas I'm the one that likes to cuddle
But right now the shells are stacking up

I got my thirty rendevous and fools are backing up
I got that AK in the trunk for punks that wanna act dumb
$#&@ the fourty round clip, I got the seventy five round drum

You vatos tempt me now I don't give a $#&@
Size don't mean %#@! when my shells are stacking up


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I got my shells stacking up
(I got that A to the mother$#&@ing K)

I got my shells stacking up
(I got that A to the mother$#&@ing K)
I got my shells stacking up

(I got that A to the mother$#&@ing K)
I got my shells stacking up
(I got that A to the mother$#&@ing K)


Simon they got me on the leva
Don't give a %#@!, I'm listo

Homies drinking besto, one smoking up the crystal
I've got the pistol in my hand keeping trucha
For any rivals or the jura

The ones rolling down the hood is dead tonight
Something's gonna happen just like it always does right
We're in a spot where we see them but they can't see us

So when they try to bust we bust on them busters
Now hiding out, just keeping trucha
Roll through my hood, just think that we might shoot ya

You won't leave without bullet holes ese
So it doesn't matter to me if you got your quette
Cuz you won't know where the $#&@ to shoot back

All you hear is rata-tat-tat rata-tat-tat
And if you roll through it's time for the payback
Time to cruise your hood holmes, now what you think about that

I'll roll your $#&@ing hood without a care
See some levas over here so some levas over there
What the $#&@ are they gonna do to me

Cuz I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D
Soy chingon, $#&@ em all
See some levas standing then you see some levas fall

As I spray and make their day
Say "$#&@ you putos" now it's time for the get away
But I can't split until at least one dies

So I got back and give the vato a Columbian Necktie
Oh %#@!, here comes his homies around the corner, they're coming
Should I be running? $#&@ no, I should be gunning

Pull out my quette from behind my belt, %#@!
Because these vatos just want to be delt with
You $#&@ with me man, I don't give a $#&@

Size don't mean %#@! when my shells are stacking up

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A crazy little vato when I'm stacking up the balas
I don' give a $#&@ about you punk $$# chavas
Simon, I bring down my locs
Gotta look good when I kill so I sparkle up the spokes

You see you're nothing but a lop
You think that you can rap? (*##$ you can't even walk
It's like wibble y wobble y wibble y wobble
You're a chicken, you're a turkey, bawk bawk, gobble gobble
Simon, when you gobble my nutts

You get this kind of treatment cuz you're nothing but punks
But uh, enough about you fools
I'm not saying all that but next to you I'm way cool
And to you people that wanna know, I'll let you guess
Yeah to you putos, yeah holmes the Brown Crowd's the best

And I'm stacking up the shells
Having an Oh What A Night sort of like the Dells
But not in love, I'm on a killing spree
Killing off you $#&@ing putos who $#&@ with me
So remember this ese when I don't give a $#&@

Keep trucha homey cuz my shells'll be stacking up

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