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