Letras:
Ch4

Now I'm dashin' home, doin' 85 Swervin' lane to lane with fire in my eyes I got a million thoughts going through my mind I'm thinkin' about what I'ma

perche io so che l'angelo del re si prende cura di me e non guardero negli occhi il demone perche io so che vuol distruggere l'amore ch'e dentro di me

the face Ya better get lost with ya pat-pat bass [Mr. Mixx] Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all Ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-ch-check it out y'all Check

one shot for the hustlers Three now for La Raza gettin high like a rasta A.K.'s with the fifty round drum The Ch-ch-ch-ch-chopper goes ra pom pom pmo

in this building from the window to the wall (wall) Turn the music up lets rock the party cuz its on (on) My game is through the roof like j-j-Jordan in the zone Fresh Prince of Hollywood, Ch-ch-ch

pues ya lo traias de herencia igualito que tu padre segun mucho me querias tu nunca has querido a nadie por eso y por tus mentiras vas y ch.... a tu

Los Lideres? El Regreso? Los Vaqueros? Ustedes Ninguno Puede? (Pla?) Todos Ustedes? Son Fanaticos De Nosotros? (Ja, Ja, Ja, Ja, Ja, Ja?) Ch, Ch, CH, Ch, Ch

betta get back, everybody wanna do it like me I got it made, been makin rap money since the tenth grade (Ch-ching) (since the tenth grade) (Ch-ching) (

fitted like cook up [Juelz Santana:] Money in tha bank watchu thank, money in tha pocket yea I got it bitches get plugged Like sockets, I launch sluggs like rockets 5 4