run with it or go home

I smoke weed prende pasa I brake night from moon light till mañana I send shots at ya casa I widowed tu mama I just killed your papa we not from the same clasa u not in my caserio I spit bars nigga frio my bars are hard like el bicho mio yo soy mas cabron que Nikko jankeens I'll get bored and cut my own face navahas ill stave your cuerpo I sniff more coke than el chapo I bin locked up a few times yes preso I'll have your head leaking drip like wet queso Im Puerto Rican no soy blanco I send head shot deracos I'm a mack bichotes I'll punch you one time nock off your bigote I hurd u a snitch chota I'll fuck your bitch now she's my puta i eat papas french fries u was kinda scared to battle me u straight chocha this was a test to see how new york ricans can spit me doing this get use to it I just checked this bori worst than nike did perico I'm cooking coke raw crystals Yankee goons pack pistoles pistol whip u con la pistola hit u so hard u wake up mañana or maybe u end up seyetes pies under ground eww maricon u don did it now