I'm here doing an interview
with one of Latin Rap's most con troversial in the game today,
How you doing? What's up, homie?
lot of haters talking, hating,
and wanting to see you fall.
I got no love for these scrubs.
They've been coming with disrespect,
so I'mma have to hit them with slugs.
gives us nothin' to prove
then they caught in the crossfire
Fools be thinkin' that it's a game,
they took the temple off, it's the sky
Ain't ridin' your direction,
knock your head off your shoulders
This ain't rap, I still blow
with my high -powered soul
Fools be huffin' and bluffin',
dissin' from a thousand miles away
Man, I just got back from doin'
Ain't no snake to stab my breast,
it has no gun, rules or stance
Woofin' all that shit you do to me,
And these other fools are pathetic,
wanna my spot like they go get it
Give the homies a description
On the real and be honest,
I ain't trippin' on these bitches
We'll see if their heart matches
when I see them in the streets
So you don't take all these
Hell naw, he's full of sounds,
There's been a lot of other haters
Hatin' on you doin' things
lazy bones, spotted lobes
People actually questionin'
to see if you're sold out
If you're a Latin rap fan,
say I'm Latino with pride
They see me makin' a couple of moves,
they wanna hate on that now
Matter of fact, I don't just rap,
I produce their rivals home
Then I connect them with Spider Lowe
fools act like if they had the chance,
I give a fuck of what these
While they talkin' that shit like bitches,
You can want whatever you want,
I'm ready to do life without Suge,
Without a record contract,
and I ain't talkin' bout rap
I'm talkin' a 40 -caliber piss in your chest,
And criminal can give a fuck
middle finger at the judge
and the jury for forgiveness
I feel like pot when he was
all eyes on the criminal,
still flossing the bandana I see,
so it seems that none of these things bother you
or affect your everyday life
How could these motherfuckin'
Before we end this interview,
would you like to say any last words
to your friends or haters?
By the way, could you address the
and where you stand on that?
I gotta say much love to the streets
you got much love from the sea
This guy is embraced, a rider,
I'm just tryin' to be a provider
For my kids and what I represent,
Carry straps and stay high,
hopin' that I'll never expire
tryin' not to hit the divider
And to the judges and the DAs,
Especially these fuckin' haters,
You try to keep a rider down,
but I turn and ride around
You see the tears of a clown,
And the government is full of shit,
pushin' the immigration issue
Go back to your native lands
and take that fuckin' bullshit with you
You got a chance and think
you're fuckin' with the bread
I say we take it back to 1942
Hard -workin' and humble people,
but destined since devastation
Well, thank you for your time, criminal
We appreciate you takin' your time
to answer these questions
It's all good, homie, don't even tread
It seems that nothin' is stoppin' you
We hope and expect to see
Bout to show these motherfuckers
how we represent dayton streets
been fiendin' for this shit
Bout to show these motherfuckers
High power entertainment,
Bout to show these motherfuckers
Bout to show these motherfuckers
how we represent Miss Pamina,