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It's the AZN nigga fuck the rest
Dallas to New York jigga we the best
Vietnam to Japan to Mongolia
Philippines to Taiwan to Cambodia
Korea ah ah
Home town China who you got, huh
You got shit nigga feel the size
It's the A.Z.N better recognize

Got rice bitch, got rice
Got food, got soup, got spice
Got brainz like us, got skillz like us
Got carz, got clothz, got girlz like us
What's sup we the shit and we kill ya'll foolz
We got money in the banks from our family jewelz
Can we help it if we raid and corrupt the schoolz
It don't matta fuck the law shit we break the rules
We jack carz fuck games yo we got the toolz
Hoop it up break it down then we go shoot some pool
Fuck with me you fuck with all of us don't think its kool
1 on 1 fuck that it's 3 on 1, no duels

Got rice bitch, got rice
Anything you can show that is nice
Got cats, got booze, got dogs like us
Fuck no, hell you're white you'll never be like us
Take off your shoes when you enter please
Or crawl around on the floor on with your fucken knees
Don't mind that smell you'll get used to it
Mothballs, Fry squid, and that Buddha shit
What the hell is that, You think I don't see
No forks in the house, chopsticks only
Have a taste, don't be scared try the lemon tea
You don't want to thats alright try to fuck hong lee

Got rice bitch, got rice
Got luck anytime you roll the dice
Your luck is bad unless you run and hide
Cause we're thugs for life baby...
Azn Pryde!
It's the AZN nigga fuck the rest   Dallas to New York jigga we the best   Vietnam to Japan to Mongolia   Philippines to Taiwan to Cambodia    Korea ah ah   Home town China who you got, huh   You got shit nigga feel the size    It's the A.Z.N better recognize       Got rice bitch, got rice    Got food, got soup, got spice   Got brainz like us, got skillz like us   Got carz, got clothz, got girlz like us   What's sup we the shit and we kill ya'll foolz   We got money in the banks from our family jewelz    Can we help it if we raid and corrupt the schoolz   It don't matta fuck the law shit we break the rules   We jack carz fuck games yo we got the toolz   Hoop it up break it down then we go shoot some pool   Fuck with me you fuck with all of us don't think its kool   1 on 1 fuck that it's 3 on 1, no duels      Got rice bitch, got rice    Anything you can show that is nice    Got cats, got booze, got dogs like us   Fuck no, hell you're white you'll never be like us   Take off your shoes when you enter please   Or crawl around on the floor on with your fucken knees   Don't mind that smell you'll get used to it   Mothballs, Fry squid, and that Buddha shit   What the hell is that, You think I don't see   No forks in the house, chopsticks only   Have a taste, don't be scared try the lemon tea   You don't want to thats alright try to fuck hong lee      Got rice bitch, got rice   Got luck anytime you roll the dice   Your luck is bad unless you run and hide    Cause we're thugs for life baby...   Azn Pryde!