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Bueno...
est todo?...
Bien, bien, qu bueno, qu bueno...
Bueno, a lo que hablando, van a ser 50000 (cincuenta mil) bolas...
25 (veinticinco) y 25 despus...
Y a que agarre noticia de que Don Miguel ha muerto...
Nos veremos en el de Los Angeles...
Ah por la y la Figueroa...

Hello...how's it going?...
Great, great, good, that's good...
Ok, what we were bout before,
They're gonna be fifty balls...
now and twenty-five later...
And you betta that Don Miguel has died...
see u in the middle of L.A....
right by The and The Figueroa

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back in the days of my youth no doubt
I didn't any role models kickin' the truth out
So who am I to look up to?
[Edit] on the corner, or the boys in
Now I had 2 choices, could I be?
Down with, with the pigs or the g's,
Let's see, a pig ain't nothin' for me
But try to guide me to the
The g's on the hand wanna see me
Callin' shots in the hood, recruitin'
Either way I'm [edit]
So I I'll roll with the neighborhood family
G's in the are influential
Pigs on the street are
A g's got on his credentials
Growin' up ain't in the Central

In the soul of the one the gun
Of the Assassin, elimination, blastin',
The lone hard core to the individual
Highly adavanced than your criminal
Through the shadows I lurk the alleys
And rooftops, scoped and aimed at your
Until we in the next world again,
Until the year 2000 on in my friend

An OG me How to make some ends
To get the Rolex and the phat [edit]
All I gotta do is out a few friends
for a while then come back again
I to have to hit them with the long range shot
In time I got in the closer I got
The last thing I learned was the in hand
to the throat, Oh, how I could kill a man
You could never understand how my mind
The professional I use when I do dirt
Enemies and adversaries on the
No combat, I catch them in Z's

No one ever how the cards get dealt
In the hands of the when you break yourself
Why do I do do do I do
Nobody was ever for me to talk to
Once I was youngster, pure and
Now I'm runnin' with the sick, crew
You never understand what I go through
There could never be another [edit] fillin' my
Sometimes I wonder how I made far
In the set trippin',
Givin' up the set I
lookin' at me and they wanna take aim
But I don't give a [edit] cause all the same

[last is different]
Until the 2000 my friend