TRUCHO

[Intro: Estee Nack]
Yeah! al.divino, what's the word, my nigga? (Ad-lib)
Know I mean? (Cha!)
Are these motherfuckers not entertained, son? (What's up?)
We done gave y'all niggas years of motherfuckin' quality work, son (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bear witness, yo, you heard? (Look it up)
Ayo, son

[Verse 1]
Trucho (Bombarda), buggin' off the [?], just speak louder (Speak up, nigga!)
Preachin' to the crowd, phony niggas is not allowed (Fuck outta here!)
Hope in the turnstile, burn a thousand niggas, we lock 'em down (We here!)
Talk of the town
Proper sound, I dig in the lost and found (Aha), Muslims too
Questions one: who wrote the Qurana bible? (Woah)
Off to survival, Henny sippin' niggas is homicidal (Yeah!)
Causin' to the rival, Dominican idol (Ad-lib)
My niggas is libel, the route that you takin' your charm and title belt
Bullets shower, it's bridal (Woah!)
Welcome with the pop, I'm higher than the birds, khalifa steppin' closer
Pot of gold, coast, host the Olympic game most (Aha!)
Pour shit out 'front up out the Ghost, ride with your bitch in the Stagecoach (We out!)
Why you niggas took the hate approach? We raisin' toast (Bow-bow!)
Niggas was idiots 'til I made 'em woke (Yeah!)
Gator on the coat, trappin' products in the ghetto to stay afloat (Trappin'!)
Layer the quotes, everything I'm sayin' is dope (Yeah! See me smoke, nigga!)

[Interldude: Estee Nack & al.divino]
Niggas ain't fuckin' with me, man (Catch up!)
Fuck around take a pause, my nigga, rewind, listen again, you see (Yeah! Ayo, yeah, yo-yo-yo-yo)

[Verse 2: al.divino]
[?] is off the aspens (Swoop)
Hollows hit your chest like a wax pen, what's happenin'? (Bow-bow-bow-bow!)
Addict had the addicts doin' backspins
You couldn't imagine how much we 'bouta stack ends
Tapped in, outta-towners, we tax them
Bring the cash in (Dough!)
If we start shootin' it isn't 'cause of the director said "Action" (Bow-bow-bow!)
Decapitate your captain, have his casket closed like captions (Brrt)
Dimes fresh outta Maxim (Ay!), MAC-10 automatic
[?] (Brrt, brrt)
'Caine like Charlie Chaplin (Swoop)
Brain in the black Benz (Ay!), knock the opposition off they last limb
Bitches rub my dick like it's a [?] (Stay awake, baby)
Package your [?]
Avalanche, stab your man to the abdomen, stacks in advance (Yeah!)
More numbers than a math exam
Map the plan
My [?] smoke you like Afghan, gat blam
Finesse fast [?] like scammers in Atlanta, see through you like a cat-scan (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot! Yeah!)
Hammers shoot you like [?] (Bing-bing-bing)
Need whole bread, fiends leanin' like Tower of Pisa
Got fed of coke-heads (You heard?), snow with no sled
Code red, we low-LET (Bing-bing-bing!)
Legendary low spread, leave your homie dead if he owe me bread (Bow!)
So go 'head
My bitch look like Lisa Lopez (Ay!)

[Outro: al.divino]
Ya already know, man (Still rockin'!)
Retarded drip, know I mean? (Come on)
Ain't nobody fuckin' with this shit right here, man (Yurr)
Stonin' on the stope, you know? (You see that)
Come on (Doot-doot-doot, doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
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