Underground Lockdown

[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