Underground Lockdown

Lyrics

[Intro] Check it out, 'cause I got it where you need it Right here, you know? Check it out Check, check, check it out Check, check, check it out Check, check, check, check [Verse 1] Hurricane G to the rescue, here to bless you with the bilingual special Mic check my lyrical manifestation, divination Tricks please, I put that ass at ease like Macintosh and wash All that paste off your face, with these flows I lace Stingin' you like mace, b-ankin' like Chase Chacho el que no entiende que yo no estoy jugando, anda buscando Tremendo golpe, no hay quién me toque, porque mi gente me defiende So hold that bullshit down 'cause I ain't fuckin' around I came to get down straight ghetto Knockin' pollos off snakeskin stilettos, material non-lyrical, yeah-yeah [Chorus] Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown [Verse 2] 'Nough said, all that negative drama shit is dead I keeps lyrics mad ghetto like Red Instead of hookin' I handle my business strictly business You niggas couldn't dick this Qué puñeta, yo represento Borinquen tierra Y no voy a soportar ninguna mierda Porque soy la dueña, la super morena Que te deja desperado y quemao', wow Hurricane G lock-down With high priestess status, undercover like Idalis High stylist, with the wildest, jiggy Shake ya hips, you don't stop stiggy, really Ellos no quieren beefeo, y no quieren tiroteo Perdóname padre, madre mía Pero a mí no me van a quitar la vida Ni con brujo, ni con envidia Y yo voy a estar viva hasta que Dios diga ¡Bendición, madrina! (Hahahaha) [Chorus] Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown [Verse 3] Funk funky mamacita, most wanted negrita boricua that freaks ya Tossin' MC's like salad, world wildly demanded, 'til you overstand it To rip it 'til I kill it, even if you bigger than He-Man Hurricane G all woman Check it out, papa, que yo no hablo caca Todo el mundo dice "coño" porque yo no ronco en el micrófono Muevo la gente como el fuente, con un trago de aguardiente Sigue mi corriente, caliente, like fire Lyrically higher than ten spliffs, when I spit the gift No crews, clicks, firms, squads or mafia dips could fuck with Rough and rugged, you hate it so much you love it I make you run it, conscious or blunted, I son it [Chorus] Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown Hold it down while I tune up the town, round for round I got the underground lockdown