Que Tu Sabes D'eso

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Ten cuidao con los locos que te queman en el pecho

Que tu sabe de la casa llena de hierba hasta el techo?

Que tu sabes d'eso?

Que tu sabes d'eso?

Que tu sabes d'eso?

Tu no sabes d'eso!

Que tu sabe de los viajes pa' abajo

Pa' la key largo pa' recoger cien aparatos en un bote cigarro, eh?

Que tu sabes d'eso?

Que tu sabes d'eso?

Que tu sabes d'eso?

Tu no sabes d'eso!



Don't you you know that every chicos peoples got perico

But what you know bout them Dade county chicos that's lethal

They work with their Chevy's and Regals on rims

First stud and hand it to me, desert eagle, but for me it was to big

I don't know bout y'all, but I'd die for the crib

Mr. three o five, he on fire and that's what it is

And no fire, he don't fail, man I can't, I got kids

And I'll be god damn if they stomach touchin' they ribs

This is real talk

I hang with them boys that will cock, will pop

Ready to chop or we'll chop

Play with it

And you J F K right on M L K when them AK spray

Man, welcome to Dade



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Yeah, yo yo

I got the niner on my waist, in case you comin' out your face

Nigga think about it, think about it, think about it

Now get them keys out the safe, 'fore I'm manning out the place

Nigga think about it, think about it, think about it

It's coca, it's coca

You mother fucker you don't know me I'm a chopper spitter

I do the honors of benny honas, you chop liver

And your face'll match it

Yea I'll take you assets and the motherfuckin' yayo up in the pissy mansion

It's coco baby loco maybe I'll blow ya baby

Pa que lo sepas get your head chopped te dice lady

They keep it true, true

Them k's will spray, spray

Hate it or love it, you catch a hundred in broad day

Yeah I'm talkin' mo' money mo' money

Nigga, we takin' yo' money yo' money



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No estoy hablando de la que te congela la boca

Esta cosa duerme en la boca como un dentista, compa'

La que te toca el corazón como un tambor de panda

Como si estuvieras corriendo un maratón en Ghana

Los huevos y las palabras es lo que zafa tu alma

Hasta los puches cardinales se hace que los cantan

En pistas, cabrones caen enfrente de mi cara

Y si la policía me cuestiona, no vi nada

Estas calles no son de confianza para nada

En el barrio se respete el código, o no hay mañana

Desaparece ese que toma mal decisiones

En esta playa no se acerca ni los tiburones



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