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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 usted 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, that's good, good...
Ok, what we were bout before,
They're gonna be thousand balls...
now and twenty-five later...
And you know that Don Miguel has died...
see u in the middle of L.A....
right by The Pico and The

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Lookin' back in the days of my no doubt
I didn't have any role models kickin' the out
So who am I to look up to?
[Edit] on the corner, or the in blue
Now I had 2 choices, what I be?
Down with, runnin' the pigs or the g's,
Let's see, a pig ain't done for me
But try to me to the penetentiary
The g's on the hand wanna see me
Callin' shots in the hood, recruitin'
Either way I'm unfortunatley
So I think I'll roll with the neighborhood
G's in the hood are
Pigs on the street are
A g's got stripes on his
Growin' up ain't easy in the

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

An OG told me How to make some
To get the and the phat [edit] Benz
All I gotta do is take out a few
Disappear for a while come back again
I used to have to hit them with the long range
In time I got better in the I got
The thing I learned was the knife in hand
Blade to the throat, Oh, how I kill a man
You could never how my mind works
The methods I use when I do dirt
Enemies and adversaries on the
No combat, I them in their Z's

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

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Until the year 2000 my