Lyrics

Yeah... You know what I'm saying This is Too Much Flavor For the 1 Double Glock 6 In the mix with my man Angel You know what I'm saying Latin West Side Boricuas don't die We multiply And strive So, excuse, here I come This is Mr. Funk Representing Bayamon 'cuz you know I gotta going on Always in Puerto Rico Everybody criticize For they gots to recognize The F, the U, the N, the K, the Y Don't ask why Porque tengo yo lo mio, baby 'cuz you know it's real, baby Así que nada a nadie tengo que envidiar So, boricuas Empezamos a apoyar, so Por qué yo tengo que pensar Que tengo que llegar de afuera Para poder lograr A ser un monarca en mi tierra Latin West Side Boricuas don't die We multiply And strive (Puertorican lords) (Seeking to survive) Latin West Side Boricuas don't die We multiply And strive So know what is the puertorican maniac Kojak, call me Phat Like the Zack Tell his how it is The way we hand, oh la'vie It's up to Puerto Rico Especially for the people That's how they get the cash The pay The fast way, the only way we know In hell, slanging drugs Gangbanging thugs Peeking snobs, heh Everyday yippie-yo, yippie-yeah It's the bad wild wild Represent to play All you'se West Coast track Boricuas got my back Where ya at? It's time to attack Gon' these niggas that be thinking that they owe that Too much drinking that No I ain't hard to act While they be sleeping we be peepin' Pratt! Pratt! We live or freak Like the lineout we want it for another Grinding when they wanna do the time So in my mind I know I gots to keep it on the DL Yell no, it ain't hard to tell How they plans to live it, but Tell me now What do you believe, in heaven or hell? 'cuz ya know your only mission Was in staying away from prison jail 'cuz the feds that on your tail When they ain't no bail For the 187 So I guess that you're believing in heaven Ain't got no time for no bailing When they wake you up Next to your bed Then they show you over for your arrest Eleven years do your chest You've got to get dressed With your handcuffs on You gots to be strong As you take a ride On the green bus As the while boricuas don't die We just multiply For permanent life Day by day It's the Puertorican way 'Nuff said! Yeah! Latin West Side Boricuas don't die We multiply And strive (Puertorican lords) (Seeking to survive) I let the west side funk Never hurt nobody It's the bomb at the party For the '96, yeah I got the jokes in my rhymes pump fair Until ya hear (Uhmmmmm, uhmmmmm!) Drums exploded It's account with the spanish mood Episode one Uno, nueve, nueve seis es el año Dominando a la sonda radiactiva de la Isla del encanto (Say what!) (Say what!) Con Too Much Flavor Funky and Kojak (Where ya at?) Tell me where your love's at (Where ya at?) And with the A To the N To the G To the E To the L-O-V-E easy Y'all boricuas (In full effect, y'all)