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