Verse 1



I flex my brasos hard core down for the clicka'

Who's that eminating funk through the speaka'

Bass gets to thumpin' ruckas get to pumpin'

Who's that rockin' got the party start jumpin'

Blastin' through hah no need for the booyaa

Right hammer with the one knuckle eye-shot through ya

Step to the crowd I feel the strain'

Throw chingasos in the mosh pit feel the pain

So don't get in my way baby

Because the huero loco came in here to play baby

My shit will pump up this jam hot damn it's the baddest

Tres Delinquentes step into the madness



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Verse 2



Que ondas muchacho I bienes te miro

si me tries bronca me enloco deatiro

me paro te tumbo no es tu rumbo

y con el lingo talvez te confundo

Oh shit it's the attack of the five foot ten

The blaxican once again with the cocked hair pin

As I emerge from the depths of the realm my son

I got the black gat fat track coke and rum

Otra vez ya lo vez and the crew somos tres

One blaxican on the squad you don't test

Hittin' hard like an Aztec swift like a Zulu

That's what it's like with a palm shot through you

My mannerism mild still the punks get piled

My number one assassin flips the mad funk styles

Me I play the back role but I'm delinquente

This is how I freak it when I'm speaking to the gente



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Verse 3



Whatcha trucha calmate escucha

Somos delinquentes tu no quieres lucha

But we freak it this way seguisendo rey

O.G. freaks the beat the mariachis play

Fade it in with snare from ASR-10

Producer mas mejor it's O.G. Style again

Freak it bump it bass out the caro

O.G. he's got more BOOM BOOM than charo

Third of tres brings cuts to your face bro

Hold down the needle with a penny or a peso

See all our style used to create

With one turntable and a broken 808



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