One two little three little putos Tried to jack me they got the Taking no shit when push to shove 'Cause the niggas me no love Step back punk I'm a Latino What I you is the hardcore lingo Funky, but ya understand Now I stand with the Glock in my hand No And no hope I'm dishin' Out my .45 and it ain't missin' Here it hissin' it comes hummin' at ya Now the is comin' at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground here the slug comes What do you know, clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
Cuando entro, es el fuerte Speakin' to the 'Cause I'm insane in the em back, click-click goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run no fun When I got to break you off Of the psycobeta beatdown, boy you get we go Off for the Come if you want some of the chingazo Me caso you don't hear this lazo Hill, breaking you off a pedazo at ya Don't make me gatt ya Punk 'cause I will be comin' at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the ground here the slug comes do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
When I in, kickin' with a vengeance of the engines Coming the three little indians Stompin' around on the on the plains a nigga like me is goin' insane In the So I gotta My What I mighta my protection Not a damn So when I just bring That new style, break ya off like a wing Buckooock! So you can just my cock Like a fat blunt, is the way of the walk When I'm out the punk-ass creepin' I let the dogs loose then I let the dogs 'em Graaah! Nigga make me catch ya Punk I still will be comin' at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, click clack the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run