[Chorus]   Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh   Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh   Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh   Bandana his face, blam, hammer escape, oh   Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh   Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh   Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh   Holla at your boy, oh, holla at your      [repeat Chorus]      [Juelz Santana]   Y'all know what crack sound like homay   Or what the mac sound like when it's strapped on me, please back off me   Before this mac that's strapped on me, gets snatched off me   Cocked back used to crash your homies, oh   Y'all can't fuck with me man, I gurantee man   It's Santana the rap +He-man+   Y'all +skeltors+ get your melons torched when this weapon sart letting off   Santana no, don't hurt 'em, don't squirt 'em   Don't let the nine burn 'em in the sternum   They don't wanna go to war with ya'   They ain't ready to bang or go to war with ya'   So leave 'em alone, don't feed 'em the chrome   Y'all labels'll to stop watching me   I tried to tell you before, I was ready, I was always hot property   Now look, I'm Diplomat slash ROC property   Stash rocks propbably, fucka, you're not stopping me      [Chorus] - 2X      [Juelz Santana]   I'm so..gangsta, it's no one just like me   Smooth thug, will Pretty Tony your wifey   So you better keep your bitch away   Cause I will get her number, call her up, make her my bitch today   Y'all can't fuck with the "Great" Santana, banada give in clips and weight   Hammers will split your face, shift your waist, to a different place   Next thing you know, I'm in a different state   Back next month, new whip, different plate   Damn, Santana delivery the raw   Delivery the four, for sure man, I did it before   So if your bitch is a whore, don't fight for her   Don't waste your life for her, trying to make it right for her   With all that frontin' your doin, and stuntin' you're doin   I'll shoot the bump while you moving and shut you from moving      [Chorus]      [Juelz Santana]   Y'all niggaz don't ride like I do   Slide through in that 7-4-5 blue, right beside who? Killa   Where Jones, in the pick-up truck   Yeah we use that to pick up stuff, pick up bucks   And my Denali is often parked, inside of my condo   How much did he sign fo?   Oh, I bet you wanna know that money   Yeah I bet you I wont show that money   I keep it stashed away, right next to the 4-4, money   Keep a lo-pro money, this is slo-mo money   I'm used to that fast crack, bag crack   Re-cook bag that, give it out, half that   If it still bags, have stacks   No more running back to me, coming back to me   I'm on the corner with a hundred packs of these   Damn, oh, he got the purple      [Chorus] - 2X