Underground Connection

What up ? What up ? Ye Yea..

East Coast west Coast flavor in the muthafucking house

Hurricane G and the muthafucking Delinquent habits

And we ain't having it, so what nigga ?

You wannga get bucked bring the rock

Cuz' we don't give a muthafuck!!!

What the fuck? I said What the fuck!?

What the fuck!? What the muthafuck?!? Yeah

Hurricane G, comin through with the Tres Delinquents

Por mi gente, strapped with fuertes

Blowin' the spot, making shit caliente

Wreaking MCs like Tito Puentes

Beating drums, flipping flows in different thongues

Leaving all you muthafuckas sprung

Without giving up the chocha

My lyrics, is enough to make you loco, maricon!

My shit is packed like chicharon

Fuckin' MCs up like Ron

Niggas, shakin' more ass than strippers!

For all my bitches and niggas

Im sellin' records, like thugs sellin' drugs

It's gettin' mad love, cuz I bring the real

Shit is tight, and a bad cream for my skin

Muthafucka What? I don't give a fuck!!

You can bring the rock we can get bucked what!?

X 2

Muthafucka what? I don't give a fuck!!

You can bring the rock, we can get bucked, what?

I dont give a fuck, you can bring the rock

We can get bucked! What?

I turned down the base, start to kickin up the treble

Put the music in my earphones, so I can check my level

Tu no sabes que es la mierda comin out your speaka

It's the Tres Delinquentes, Sen Dog y la Boricua

I don't be braggin', That drama's for your mom

But this collaboration right here, it's the bomb

And when Ives's comes to party, starts to sway g

Bomb styles, poppin' Improv and Pays me,

Chingaso, when your cold hard and when I To clean your crap, leave your punk-ass retarded

The one, to the two, to the three delinquentes

Sen Dog, Hurricane G to your frente

High as a kite, it's the capitan pinga loca

With a fifth of bacardi and a brain full of mota

Representin' all the cliqua from the southside

And any fuckin' body who tha Brownpride

Takin' back to the avenue me mocho pa' mi gente

con la Hurricane G y los vatos delinquentes

El cubano marijuano que te deja taranteado

Been down since '83, DVX con mi hermano

I know you didn't think I would stop makin' rollas

I gots to entertain all the vatos and the cholas

So take it to the neighborhood and spread it on the calle

Que al perro negro, no le vale madre!!

X2

The latin season thats the reason, homeboy

For all the flavor thats on the table

The blaxican once again, so just as quick and fable

Im strangling mics, from el Lunes to Domingo

Te chingo, te digo el gringo's got my back, the lingo bringo

No mas o menos, simply stacks up the tracks

So sip the

Porque el ritmo pega duro like a kick to your sack

Y si me miras en los ojos recojo puro respeto

Y las palabras de mi boca empezaron en los cesos

Asi lo ves homeboy, I putting it down thats con mi cliqua

Hurricane, Sen Dog, Delinquents blowin' up your speaka

Otra vez, ya lo ves, somos tres

Bring the rock thats how it is... Cuz' I don't give a fuck!

X2

... Bitch!!!

*This was made out of respect for the rappers in this song

please feel free to correct any mistakes I made*