One little two little three putos Tried to jack me got the boot-o Taking no shit when push comes to 'Cause the showed me no love Step back 'cause I'm a Latino What I bring you is the lingo Funky, but ya understand Now I gotta stand with the Glock in my No And no hope I'm dishin' Out my .45 and it ain't missin' Here it hissin' it comes hummin' at ya Now the slug is at ya
One little two little hoodlums Gotta hit the ground here the slug comes What do you know, click clack the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run
Cuando entro, es el fuerte Speakin' to the I'm insane in the mente Movin' em back, goes the gun 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, make 'em run no fun When I got to break you off Of the beatdown, boy you get done we go Off for the Come if you really want some of the Me caso you hear this little lazo Hill, breaking you off a pedazo at ya Don't make me gatt ya Punk I still will be comin' at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug do you know, click clack goes the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run
When I come in, kickin' a vengeance of the engines Coming the three little indians Stompin' on the ground on the plains 'Cause a nigga like me is insane In the So I maintain My What I mighta Without my Not a thing So when I come bring new style, break ya off like a chicken wing Buckooock! So you can suck my cock a fat blunt, stoned is the way of the walk When I'm Checkin' out the creepin' I let the dogs then I let the dogs sick 'em Graaah! Nigga make me catch ya Punk 'cause I still will be at ya
One little two little three Gotta hit the ground 'cause here the slug What do you know, click clack the gun Make 'em run boy, make 'em run boy, 'em run