[BAD BOY]  Trucha when I pull out my cuete  Fuck around I'ma shootcha   Carrucha  Six guarda cuatro  Marijuana mucha  With a fusca  Down for the bang bang  You want putaso chingaso  I pull my nueve  Leave it on my pedaso  Soldado down wit the Clicka   Vato bien malvado  Fuck around and get dropped to the ground PAT! PAT!   And I'm safe and sano   With a palo   Agarra cromo  Little vatos down   Loked up with his eyes   55-0-1 and the big gun throwin it down  Ese Brown Whatchu think should I smoke 'em? Quemalo  Should I smoke 'em? Quemalo  Put the clip in the cuete close my eyes persinalo Truenalo  But the body never turned up  Fuck around and get burnt up  Knuckle up with the big gun   Get some get dumped in the back seat when I pack heat   Mothafuckers always seem to get jumped get pumped  With a doce  Twelve gauge fuck around and I kill'em all  Fuck'em all fill'em all cause I never fall  Diablo when the mothafuckin money calls  You want some pleito   You will you best to pull quick   I'm leavin them holes up in your chest with a full clip    [BAD BOY]  So let the gauge pain maintain kill'em all  And lookin for bodies to put in the casket  You missed it showed me you blast ed  Rippin the skin and unload from plastic  You fuckin bastard  He roll like sane and taking a blow to the chin  So let me in  Just give me the cash or you takin a blast  Look at my mans don't mean a damn thing  I'm still releasing the steel   I'm speaking for real you fuckin dill   Just give me the bills to fuck up the deals   To stick it and kill if he was a bitch huh  I'll jack you beat you and fuck you till you're down  But chu got an ace I'm unloadin the clip   And I constantly buck you so heres a fuck you  From me Bad Boy the baddest one from the click  And putting it down for all my soldiers   I'm dippin the sticks and taking the hits uh  And catching a blow to the ball   My doggy dogs are jumpin the walls   Because we keep disobeying the laws   Ese Brown wachu think should I buck'em? Fuck 'em  Should I buck'em? Fuck 'em  Buck'em all the C the L the I-K  The hay I'm smoking all day  So hate me bitch and jack me  But chu bitches just can's stop me    [ESE BROWN]  Now I was 17 years old when I got my first nine  Baby Black Smith-n-Wesson   Teaching fools a lesson  Give you the impression that I'm sick in my mente  Don't have a bitch cause my bitch is my cuete  She's on my side she always gats my back  The first one to trip cause my bitch is a terrorist   She never back talks making putos back off   Hit you like a rocket when she lets the bullets blast off  Countdown the last seconds of your life  Fucking with my nueve don't chu know she's nothing nice  Cause Mina's down got the downest bitch n the world  She's all I need beside my weed and my 4-0  Trucha comming through your door with my mask on  Give me your cash and all your fuckin stash homes   Nina desmadre my ruca puts in jale  A match made in Heaven   Simon ese tu sabes