No Más Feca

Lyrics

[Enco] Yo, this' Enco from the Bridge City Came down here to represent With Q Mac Daddy Cavalucci That a Freestyle for The Warriors thing You know I'm saying? Shout outs to DJ Black I'ma start this shit like this, y'all I'ma represent all my peeps from Puerto Rico Me and Cavalucci about to take over and "Es rico" Josea ese perico bien suave You see I will be checking Bust it with the Funk chico Que chico mámame el bicho You'd be my socio Don't be scared to make negocio But if you fuck me I'ma bust it like a Mafioso I'm busting in your mente, yeah Catch your gente dе vida Dale precio a estе Cava, bust it I'm with the AK-4-7 I'll fuck you Fuck your girl, suck your mom's tetas Al entregao de corazon like The Ñetas Now let's talk about cream Get your team, I'll get my team I'll get claps, takes, M.C. T For the Latin Kingz [Cavalucci] Protesto El resto de MCs molestos Por que en esto Mr. Cavalucci está correcto Directo en letra Categoría completa Si tu no quieres muerte, so No te metas En ésta fucking guerra de Warriors Q Mac Daddy trajo Un corillo de vagos Sin trabajo, sin relajo, Yo Si quieres, ven prueba, llega Ven, prueba llega A ver si das la talla con tu lírica pendeja Deja la bayoya Escribiendo mogolla Para combatir en tarima con gente devastadora Like me, you see Enco, Q Mac Daddy In the motherfucking place to be Bruce Lee is dead, son Yo! No más fecas Si quieres trepa y reta, una meta Demuestra no ser prepa Para mi son 'cuz I'm the one that kill niggas for fun By your name I'll smoke a fucking blunt [Enco] So I can flip Get def flip shit You've never heard of Niggas wanna double every money you can murder On spot Right there in front of everybody I'ma kick some shit, hit the blunts Sippin the Bacardi Brandy, all the Palo Viejo My niggas got me on the Fitness Just like Jose Canseco O.G.s wanna test this bleed I have ya all your needs All your girls When they suck D's You tryna making G At the Q.B And wanna fuck around with naked Dilly Where are for key Of course, see I get the three rough every walkie My girl all looking out For they can bunching walkie-talkie They walk it off me They wanna see my ass in jail My shit on blowing Just like Castro Fidel Killing your brains cell What's up best my list out bell And bonin' raids On the Swishahell, y'all We hustle like we're greedy Start like a pretty Get killed with no pity That's the type of shit I see On the Birdie City A.K.A. The Bridge A.K.A. North New York My AK-47 spreads I got the Dough between shizzle Fuck what you've heard [Cavalucci] Yo! Yo! Soy como quiero My Boggie Down like my sound Estilo de vida de más allá del Underground, Yo! No se tú, pero yo soy así Pass the [?] Lo posible no existe para mí 'cuz I believe reality With my mentality What I do for fatality So don't fake MCs, no doubt, no brutality Heir to maid Valerie Fumaera, si dura Sin semilla no levadura Lirica pura, dura, segura Freestyle coming thru y'all Funky Buddha Armadura tengo Para enemigos callejeros Soy pistolero No estoy vivo por pendejo Llego a viejo tranquilo No me guillo con nadie No tengo la culpa de que se caguen Los que me criticaban, hoy me alaben Soy como quiero Soy como quiero ser Soy como quiero Hip Hop Killer, no reguero Bueno bandolero This is for you The Warriors Enco Mr. Cavalucci speaking for you Q Mac Daddy in the motherfucking house DJ Black Representing the Hip Hop Killaz (Word up)