[{"id":7687087,"name":"Wrong Ones","trackName":"Wrong Ones","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"Yeeeah Baby","duration":248.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[SunKiss]\nYeah. no more runnin\nHahah.\nYeah no more America's Most and all that shit there\nRockin the mic now\nRunnin with my nigga Pun Boogie baby\nLot of niggaz fronted\nSaid they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there\nBut you kept it golden with me my nigga\nThat's right, you fuckers\nDead, and still killin shit!\n\nChorus: SunKiss + Big Pun\n\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nFuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nDrivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, hah ha.\n\n[SunKiss]\nI'm as wicked as Hitler first born\nCause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone\n\"Kill Niggaz Softly\" but not with her song\nMatter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally\nStrip them clowns down to nudity\nShove the chrome where they doodoo be\nIt's a stick up, don't try to get brave\nDon't even chance it Duke\nI want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for Luke\nDon't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it\nGet your fuckin Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it\nY'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live\nCreep through in a white 5 and snipe five\nY'all got some trife wives\nShow me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at\nSleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at\nSpark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,\n\"UPS ma'am sign here,\" send a bomb\nLeave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut\nAnd if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut\nGot this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em Cujo!\nSteal your bitch and dick the culo\nSlam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo\nFly to P.R. - stick Menudo\nCome back, cop a 6 with two-do'\nCop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew\nFrom Washington Heights in jail I had niggaz washin my Nike's\nNow I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type\nHarsh with a knife\nI'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight\n\nChorus\n\n[Big Punisher]\nCannibalism is livin in my metabolism\nGivin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms\nThat's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood\nBoriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs\nLeavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin\nThe Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven\nGoin back to spiritual ritual times\nWhat you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind\nNevermind, I do that often, I've risen often\nBust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion\nBattled the Devil and deaded his demons\nTrained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,\nStill screamin\nSeein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded\nKnow the Chinese exploded\nKnow they run with Gotti who know it (check it)\nI never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man\nI roll with Cuban makin junk to jams\nThat's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed\nAll on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed\nFuckin with me, better hide yo' seed\nBetter think twice, before you ride on me\nCause I'ma lift your weight,\nThen I'm droppin you in the incinerator\nThen I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator\nThat's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga\nOh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?\n\nChorus 2X","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wrong Ones\n artist: Big Pun\n album: Yeeeah Baby\n duration_ms: 248000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [SunKiss]\n Yeah. no more runnin\n Hahah.\n Yeah no more America's Most and all that shit there\n Rockin the mic now\n Runnin with my nigga Pun Boogie baby\n Lot of niggaz fronted\n Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there\n But you kept it golden with me my nigga\n That's right, you fuckers\n Dead, and still killin shit!\n\n Chorus: SunKiss + Big Pun\n\n I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n Fuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\n You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\n I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n Drivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\n You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n Que te pasa, hah ha.\n\n [SunKiss]\n I'm as wicked as Hitler first born\n Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone\n \"Kill Niggaz Softly\" but not with her song\n Matter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally\n Strip them clowns down to nudity\n Shove the chrome where they doodoo be\n It's a stick up, don't try to get brave\n Don't even chance it Duke\n I want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for Luke\n Don't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it\n Get your fuckin Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it\n Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live\n Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five\n Y'all got some trife wives\n Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at\n Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at\n Spark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,\n \"UPS ma'am sign here,\" send a bomb\n Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut\n And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut\n Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em Cujo!\n Steal your bitch and dick the culo\n Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo\n Fly to P.R. - stick Menudo\n Come back, cop a 6 with two-do'\n Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew\n From Washington Heights in jail I had niggaz washin my Nike's\n Now I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type\n Harsh with a knife\n I'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight\n\n Chorus\n\n [Big Punisher]\n Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism\n Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms\n That's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood\n Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs\n Leavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin\n The Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven\n Goin back to spiritual ritual times\n What you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind\n Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often\n Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion\n Battled the Devil and deaded his demons\n Trained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,\n Still screamin\n Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded\n Know the Chinese exploded\n Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)\n I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man\n I roll with Cuban makin junk to jams\n That's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed\n All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed\n Fuckin with me, better hide yo' seed\n Better think twice, before you ride on me\n Cause I'ma lift your weight,\n Then I'm droppin you in the incinerator\n Then I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator\n That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga\n Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?\n\n Chorus 2X\n"},{"id":17604297,"name":"Wrong Ones","trackName":"Wrong Ones","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"Yeeeah Baby [Clean]","duration":247.5101952,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[SunKiss]\nYeah. no more runnin\nHahah.\nYeah no more America's Most and all that shit there\nRockin the mic now\nRunnin with my nigga Pun Boogie baby\nLot of niggaz fronted\nSaid they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there\nBut you kept it golden with me my nigga\nThat's right, you fuckers\nDead, and still killin shit!\n\nChorus: SunKiss + Big Pun\n\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nFuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nDrivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, hah ha.\n\n[SunKiss]\nI'm as wicked as Hitler first born\nCause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone\n\"Kill Niggaz Softly\" but not with her song\nMatter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally\nStrip them clowns down to nudity\nShove the chrome where they doodoo be\nIt's a stick up, don't try to get brave\nDon't even chance it Duke\nI want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for Luke\nDon't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it\nGet your fuckin Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it\nY'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live\nCreep through in a white 5 and snipe five\nY'all got some trife wives\nShow me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at\nSleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at\nSpark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,\n\"UPS ma'am sign here,\" send a bomb\nLeave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut\nAnd if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut\nGot this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em Cujo!\nSteal your bitch and dick the culo\nSlam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo\nFly to P.R. - stick Menudo\nCome back, cop a 6 with two-do'\nCop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew\nfrom Washington Heights in jail I had niggaz washin my Nike's\nNow I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type\nHarsh with a knife\nI'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight\n\nChorus\n\n[Big Punisher]\nCannibalism is livin in my metabolism\nGivin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms\nThat's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood\nBoriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs\nLeavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin\nThe Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven\nGoin back to spiritual ritual times\nWhat you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind\nNevermind, I do that often, I've risen often\nBust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion\nBattled the Devil and deaded his demons\nTrained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,\nstill screamin\nSeein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded\nKnow the Chinese exploded\nKnow they run with Gotti who know it (check it)\nI never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man\nI roll with Cuban makin junk to jams\nThat's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed\nAll on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed\nFuckin with me, better hide yo' seed\nBetter think twice, before you ride on me\nCause I'ma lift your weight,\nthen I'm droppin you in the incinerator\nThen I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator\nThat's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga\nOh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?\n\nChorus 2X","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Wrong Ones\n artist: Big Pun\n album: Yeeeah Baby [Clean]\n duration_ms: 247510\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n [SunKiss]\n Yeah. no more runnin\n Hahah.\n Yeah no more America's Most and all that shit there\n Rockin the mic now\n Runnin with my nigga Pun Boogie baby\n Lot of niggaz fronted\n Said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there\n But you kept it golden with me my nigga\n That's right, you fuckers\n Dead, and still killin shit!\n\n Chorus: SunKiss + Big Pun\n\n I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n Fuck with me and you'll get stuck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\n You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\n I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n Drivebys in the truck quick, fuck you suck dick, hah\n You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n Que te pasa, hah ha.\n\n [SunKiss]\n I'm as wicked as Hitler first born\n Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone\n \"Kill Niggaz Softly\" but not with her song\n Matter of fact I kill em viciously, brutally\n Strip them clowns down to nudity\n Shove the chrome where they doodoo be\n It's a stick up, don't try to get brave\n Don't even chance it Duke\n I want y'all motherfuckers strippin like you dance for Luke\n Don't stop, give it give it - or you gon' get it get it\n Get your fuckin Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it spit it\n Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live\n Creep through in a white 5 and snipe five\n Y'all got some trife wives\n Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at\n Sleep eat shit and pee at, park your 3 at\n Spark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom,\n \"UPS ma'am sign here,\" send a bomb\n Leave that bitch - roasted and toasted like a chestnut\n And if I run out of milk, for cereals, I leave her breasts cut\n Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts - sick em Cujo!\n Steal your bitch and dick the culo\n Slam yo' ass and I don't know a lick of judo\n Fly to P.R. - stick Menudo\n Come back, cop a 6 with two-do'\n Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew\n from Washington Heights in jail I had niggaz washin my Nike's\n Now I'm squashin the mic, extortionist type\n Harsh with a knife\n I'm flossin yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight\n\n Chorus\n\n [Big Punisher]\n Cannibalism is livin in my metabolism\n Givin em spasms and aneurisms at baby baptisms\n That's all my thugs thinkin bout, drinkin your blood\n Boriquans love flooded rugs bloody and bloated mugs\n Leavin the reverand decap' and severn when I'm beheadin\n The Armageddeon is lettin demons slip into Heaven\n Goin back to spiritual ritual times\n What you gon' find - shiftings of Satan in critical bind\n Nevermind, I do that often, I've risen often\n Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin abortion\n Battled the Devil and deaded his demons\n Trained other beings to be in his different levels of Hell,\n still screamin\n Seein bodies bloody and babies bloated corroded\n Know the Chinese exploded\n Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)\n I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin man\n I roll with Cuban makin junk to jams\n That's all I'm knowin and I'm never kneed\n All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin punk motherfuckers bleed\n Fuckin with me, better hide yo' seed\n Better think twice, before you ride on me\n Cause I'ma lift your weight,\n then I'm droppin you in the incinerator\n Then I'm hittin the hospital and poppin two in the incubator\n That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga\n Oh I'm sorry pa-pa, was you the da-da?\n\n Chorus 2X\n"},{"id":23811752,"name":"Wrong Ones","trackName":"Wrong Ones","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"Yeah Baby","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nNo more runnin'\nYeah, no more America's Most and all that shit there\nRockin' the mic now\nRunnin' with my nigga Pun Boogie, baby\nLot of niggas fronted, said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there\nBut you kept it golden with me my nigga\nThat's right, you fuckers\nDead, and still killin' shit!\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nFuck with me and you get stuck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nDrive-bys in the truck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, haha\nI'm as wicked as Hitler first born\n'Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone\nKill niggas softly but not with her song\nMatter fact, I kill 'em viciously, brutally\nStrip them clowns down to nudity\nShove the chrome where they doo-doo be\nIt's a stick up, don't try to get brave\nDon't even chance it, Duke\nI want y'all motherfuckers strippin' like you dance for loot\nDon't stop, give it, give it ,or you gon' get it, get it\nGet your fuckin' Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it, spit it (woo)\nY'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live\nCreep through in a white five and snipe five\nY'all got some trife wives\nShow me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at\nSleep, eat shit and pee at, park your three at\nSpark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom\n\"UPS, ma'am, sign here,\" send a bomb\nLeave that bitch roasted and toasted like a chestnut\nAnd if I run out of milk for cereals, I leave her breasts cut\nGot this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts, sick 'em Cujo\nSteal your bitch and dick the culo\nSlam your ass and I don't know a lick of judo\nFly to PR, stick Menudo\nCome back, cop a six with two doors\nCop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew\nFrom Washington Heights in jail, I had niggas washin' my Nikes\nNow I'm squashin' the mic, extortionist type\nHarsh with a knife, I'm flossin' yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nFuck with me and you get stuck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nDrive-bys in the truck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, haha\nCannibalism is livin' in my metabolism\nGivin' 'em spasms and aneurysms at baby baptisms\nThat's all my thugs thinkin' bout, drinkin' your blood\nBoriquens love, flooded rugs, bloody and bloated mugs\nEven the reverend can catch a severing when I'm beheading\nThe Armageddon is deadening demons, Jesus in heaven\nGoin' back to spiritual ritual times\nWhat you gon' find, shiftings of Satan in critical bind\nNevermind, I do that often, have risen often\nBust out my coffin, I'm a livin' abortion\nBattled the devil and deaded his demons\nTreaded the beings that be in this\nDifferent levels of Hell, still screamin'\nSeein' bodies bloody and babies bloated, corroded\nKnow the Chinese exploded\nKnow they run with Gotti who know it (check it)\nI never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin' man (what? What?)\nI roll with Cuban, linkin' to the jams (what? What? What? What?)\nThat's all I'm knowin' and I'm never need\nAll on your soul I feed, I'm lettin' punk motherfuckers bleed\nFuckin' with me, better hide your seed\nBetter think twice, before you ride on me\n'Cause I'mma lift your weight then I'm droppin' you in the incinerator\nThen I'm hittin' the hospital and poppin' two in the incubator\nThat's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga\nOh, I'm sorry papa, was you the dada?\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nFuck with me and you get stuck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nDrive-bys in the truck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, haha\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nFuck with me and you get stuck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\nI'm the wrong one to fuck with\nDrive-bys in the truck quick\nFuck you, suck dick, ha\nYou ain't got no wins in mi casa\nQue te pasa, haha","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] Yeah\n[00:03.18] No more runnin'\n[00:05.76] Yeah, no more America's Most and all that shit there\n[00:08.73] Rockin' the mic now\n[00:10.54] Runnin' with my nigga Pun Boogie, baby\n[00:13.24] Lot of niggas fronted, said they gonna put me on, help me and shit like that there\n[00:17.05] But you kept it golden with me my nigga\n[00:18.94] That's right, you fuckers\n[00:20.54] Dead, and still killin' shit!\n[00:22.41] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[00:24.47] Fuck with me and you get stuck quick\n[00:26.37] Fuck you, suck dick, ha\n[00:27.24] You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n[00:29.13] Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\n[00:32.00] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[00:34.26] Drive-bys in the truck quick\n[00:36.40] Fuck you, suck dick, ha\n[00:37.43] You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n[00:40.07] Que te pasa, haha\n[00:41.26] I'm as wicked as Hitler first born\n[00:42.99] 'Cause of me, lot of old ladies purse gone\n[00:45.01] Kill niggas softly but not with her song\n[00:46.85] Matter fact, I kill 'em viciously, brutally\n[00:49.06] Strip them clowns down to nudity\n[00:50.21] Shove the chrome where they doo-doo be\n[00:52.13] It's a stick up, don't try to get brave\n[00:53.99] Don't even chance it, Duke\n[00:55.04] I want y'all motherfuckers strippin' like you dance for loot\n[00:57.33] Don't stop, give it, give it ,or you gon' get it, get it\n[00:59.96] Get your fuckin' Yankee fitted splitted when I spit it, spit it (woo)\n[01:02.42] Y'all faggot rappers funny as Saturday Night Live\n[01:04.79] Creep through in a white five and snipe five\n[01:07.15] Y'all got some trife wives\n[01:08.08] Show me where y'all re' at, where the ki' at\n[01:09.83] Sleep, eat shit and pee at, park your three at\n[01:12.52] Spark like Vietnam, tell your mom through the intercom\n[01:15.06] \"UPS, ma'am, sign here,\" send a bomb\n[01:17.31] Leave that bitch roasted and toasted like a chestnut\n[01:19.72] And if I run out of milk for cereals, I leave her breasts cut\n[01:22.65] Got this pitbull and I feed him fresh guts, sick 'em Cujo\n[01:25.62] Steal your bitch and dick the culo\n[01:26.89] Slam your ass and I don't know a lick of judo\n[01:28.84] Fly to PR, stick Menudo\n[01:30.91] Come back, cop a six with two doors\n[01:32.76] Cop a brick from you know who, Julio Crew\n[01:35.24] From Washington Heights in jail, I had niggas washin' my Nikes\n[01:38.37] Now I'm squashin' the mic, extortionist type\n[01:40.41] Harsh with a knife, I'm flossin' yo' ice on some Bronx shit tonight\n[01:43.41] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[01:44.68] Fuck with me and you get stuck quick\n[01:46.66] Fuck you, suck dick, ha\n[01:48.38] You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n[01:50.44] Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\n[01:53.05] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[01:54.96] Drive-bys in the truck quick\n[01:56.82] Fuck you, suck dick, ha\n[01:58.70] You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n[02:00.65] Que te pasa, haha\n[02:02.85] Cannibalism is livin' in my metabolism\n[02:05.57] Givin' 'em spasms and aneurysms at baby baptisms\n[02:08.12] That's all my thugs thinkin' bout, drinkin' your blood\n[02:10.95] Boriquens love, flooded rugs, bloody and bloated mugs\n[02:13.36] Even the reverend can catch a severing when I'm beheading\n[02:15.80] The Armageddon is deadening demons, Jesus in heaven\n[02:18.40] Goin' back to spiritual ritual times\n[02:20.15] What you gon' find, shiftings of Satan in critical bind\n[02:23.19] Nevermind, I do that often, have risen often\n[02:25.97] Bust out my coffin, I'm a livin' abortion\n[02:28.25] Battled the devil and deaded his demons\n[02:30.16] Treaded the beings that be in this\n[02:32.27] Different levels of Hell, still screamin'\n[02:33.31] Seein' bodies bloody and babies bloated, corroded\n[02:35.89] Know the Chinese exploded\n[02:37.12] Know they run with Gotti who know it (check it)\n[02:38.66] I never run I never ran, the fattest motherfuckin' man (what? What?)\n[02:41.82] I roll with Cuban, linkin' to the jams (what? What? What? What?)\n[02:44.02] That's all I'm knowin' and I'm never need\n[02:45.80] All on your soul I feed, I'm lettin' punk motherfuckers bleed\n[02:48.79] Fuckin' with me, better hide your seed\n[02:50.92] Better think twice, before you ride on me\n[02:53.37] 'Cause I'mma lift your weight then I'm droppin' you in the incinerator\n[02:56.09] Then I'm hittin' the hospital and poppin' two in the incubator\n[02:58.69] That's how we do it pana, hardcore, no more goo-goo ga-ga\n[03:01.70] Oh, I'm sorry papa, was you the dada?\n[03:03.92] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[03:06.02] Fuck with me and you get stuck quick\n[03:07.52] Fuck you, suck dick, ha\n[03:09.19] You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n[03:11.28] Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa\n[03:13.85] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[03:15.70] Drive-bys in the truck quick\n[03:17.53] Fuck you, suck dick, ha\n[03:19.21] You ain't got no wins in mi casa\n[03:21.14] Que te pasa, haha\n[03:24.41] I'm the wrong one to fuck with\n[03:25.82] Fuck 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