Man I feel like master P
Tank chain corn rows and shit
Man I feel Hector "El Father" rapping with
Jay Z
Rompediscotecas had that album in my
Biblioteca Windows player
Burning all CD's roll down the window player
Man I feel like Daddy Yankee with La Gasolina
Man I feel like Fat Joe
He dropped that hoe and had the people leaning
Like 2003 with an MP3 and with a shirt Misking
In the middle with not tight or baggy jeans know what I mean?
Before Jonan, before Jordan, before Pedro en la motora
Before Wilfredo and songs of how I miss you love you brother
Before that
Before knowing if niggas really had my back bro I was that
Loyalty until that dirt hits front and back
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
That nigga had a rocket in his pocket
And he flaunt it and he shot it
And got it right into his partners body
Trust nobody you nobody
Till somebody catches bodies for a hobby
Now you're candles a reminder by the road
And rest In peace all my niggas that supposed to be with me
And RIP 40 (oz) spilled instilled your name like face on T's
And best believe
That your name will be alive while I'm alive
And your memories divine
Like the Virgin Mary crying
Rest In Peace to all my dawgs
I'm screaming free to all my dawgs
Till all them free until you speak about my name and name my dawgs
Synonymous to where I'm from
Want my name to rhyme with where I'm from
They not built like this ain't grow up like this
No loyalty is a diss where I'm from, my nigga
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards
(Uuuuuuuu) Papaparaparapa
Yeah they switched like Boost Mobile SIM cards