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Cuban, stop playing with these niggas man, monster I told these clown niggas, you know what it is BX, stand the f*ck up, yall niggas better pull yall razors out Have yall security wear yall vests, whatever, whatever Its a shakedown, anything can get laid down in the way (New York City) Get run over with trucks and all that, f*ck em, ladies and gentlemen They dont want no problems (3x)
(verse one) Yo its the Bronx most wanted, word to Pun, its the best that ever done it Better run it, or Ima pump a hundred in your stomach, never running Coming, Im gunning for the love of money Rough, rugged and raw, fourth down, suggest you punt it So Im on it like Tony Montana, slip on the banana Clip and cock the hammer to split open your bandana Living the life of glamour with a mansion in Havana Cameras and scanners cause Im not trying to see the slammer I plan to make more pesos than Tony did with the yeyo Yall phoney pendejos, will get K-Oed, so I suggest that you lay low Cause Ima rock your cradle for that payroll Put the hot potato in the Glock, and burn out your lucky charms out to playdough Fatal blows, aint no saving you from rocking that halo Aint no f*cking with us, its like drugs, you say no Laying it down, either ride a wave and then drown Misbehave and get found in the grave underground, shake em down
(Chorus) Throw your hands in the air, this is a shakedown CLK up in here, Im about to blaze rounds And we aint going nowhere, we gon break ground Took what I can take now, Im here to shut the place down Yeah we taking it there, and youll get laid down Haters better beware, nobody safe now,* We got em running they scared, about to breakdown No way youll escape now, nigga its a shakedown
(verse two) Im on the road to the riches, focused on digits, no more hoping on wishes,* Never mix business and pleasure, the code is dough over bitches Hands so vicious, know Ima Blow like the motion picture Loading the clips up, f*ck love, my slugs gon getcha Stuck to the scripture, hustled up from nothing to richer Me and my niggas apply the pressure like boa constrictors We not gon switch up, bubbling like coats in the winter They still in the sentra, rolling with the coke in the fender Its all an adventure, remember no retreat, no surrender You wanna enter my center, you gotta paga mi renta Puro Cubano del ochenta, all I need is a banger,* To give you a muerte lenta like Emilio Ravenga,* And Ill be gone till November, got plans to bank mills I cant stand still, gotta expand and branch bills Thats the grand thrill, keep my hands on the steel Never ran, never will, real recognize real
(Chorus) Throw your hands in the air, this is a shakedown CLK up in here, Im about to blaze rounds And we aint going nowhere, we gon break ground Took what I can take now, Im here to shut the place down Yeah we taking it there, and youll get laid down Haters better beware, nobody safe now,* We got em running they scared, about to breakdown No way youll escape now, nigga its a shakedown
(Verse three) Yo its the Spanish casanova living lavish, 24 Karat,* Toke a f*cking marriage, in Paris* We talking parrots on my shoulders, hold up,* They mad all over cause Cuban is taking over I thought I told ya Im doper than Coke without the baking soda Drunk or sober, jump out the rover, fold you with a crowbar,* Throw a rope around your neck and do what Sosa did to Omar So far, my repertoire get respect in no parts Like Joan of Arc in Quitona Park brawling till dark,* Its Cuban Link from the start, till I come across God No holds barred, most niggas got balls but no heart Oh god, like Humphrey, smoking cigars living comfy Only in America, you gotta love this country Im hungry, I want the bag of money from the chump,* Act funny if you want and be that dummy in the trunk Who wanna run with the Don Dada, nigga come holla From the Bronx where they gun down punks for one dollar
(Chorus) Throw your hands in the air, this is a shakedown CLK up in here, Im about to blaze rounds And we aint going nowhere, we gon break ground Took what I can take now, Im here to shut the place down Yeah we taking it there, and youll get laid down Haters better beware, nobody safe now We got em running they scared, about to breakdown No way youll escape now, nigga its a shakedown Its a Shakedown...and youll get laid down...nobody safe now About to break down, no way youll escape now, nigga its a Shakedown Nobody safe up in this motherf*cker, word up Too many years of blood, sweat and tears We bout to claim ours, you know how we do it Clk my nigga, word up, Swizz you know how the f*ck we get down baby South boogie down all around New York, this how we do it for real, you heard We about to pop it off, no more games being played, (talk to em 6x) Its for real (Cuban stop playing with these niggas) Swizz Beatz, oh no they dont want no problems (they dont want no problems) Yeah (7x) CLK yeah (I had to pull out the Ol School drums)
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