One little two three little putos Tried to me they got the boot-o Taking no shit when comes to shove 'Cause the niggas showed me no Step back punk I'm a Latino What I bring you is the hardcore Funky, but ya don't Now I gotta stand the Glock in my hand No And no hope 'Cause I'm Out my .45 slug and it missin' Here it hissin' Here it comes at ya Now the is comin' at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the ground here the slug comes What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run
Cuando entro, es el fuerte Speakin' to the 'Cause I'm insane in the Movin' em back, goes the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run no fun When I got to you off some Of the beatdown, boy you get done we go Off for the Come if you really want some of the Me caso you don't hear little lazo Hill, breaking you off a pedazo at ya Don't me come gatt ya Punk 'cause I will be comin' at ya
One little two little hoodlums hit the ground 'cause here the slug comes What do you know, clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
When I come in, kickin' a vengeance of the engines Coming the three little indians Stompin' on the ground on the plains a nigga like me is goin' insane In the So I maintain My What I gained Without my Not a thing So when I just bring That new style, break ya off a chicken wing Buckooock! So you can just suck my Like a fat blunt, stoned is the way of the When I'm out the punk-ass creepin' I let the dogs loose then I let the sick 'em Graaah! Nigga don't make me ya Punk I still will be comin' at ya
One little two three hoodlums Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug What do you know, click goes the gun Make 'em run boy, 'em run boy, make 'em run