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The Return Of The Tres Lyrics - Merry Go Round - Delinquent Habits

Es la vida quatro vente pistos pointed 

Botella empty first ten rows annointed 

The fiesta's poppin and all fingers pointed 

Irie eyed vatos got the whole crowd jointed 

Check in with Ives catch me squintin know why 

I came be let my word fly keep the gleam in your eye 

Con mucho drum roll on time let the horn blow 

Gas to the pedal like metal at a Korn show 

The rhyme rocka with a shit load of placas 

Grab the mic and freak the rhythm till there's no more vavas 

Still mi palabras fade all boo's and ha ha's 

That includes all who go sissy la la 

So do the cha cha rucca call me poppa 

Guero came for action hun until manana 

Down for hi-hat crash and whiplash 

City nights bright lights and herb stash 

 

Que ondas muchacho arriba las manos 

Gavacho, Moreno penetra tu barrio 

Lacing you with rolas that will rock back frente 

RRRRRR, Blaxican esto para la gente 

Like chanclaso deep like fregadaso 

Still got the Coke and Rum and flex the brazos 

Then I hit you from a different angle 

Leg sweep cheap shot bird shit straight cop 

Soy el twin pistollero guerrero don't be afraid of that 

Matter of fact I got like 10,000 maniacs 

In the crowd on a very good night 

But keep it hype for a fraction of that to get the feria like that 

Chronica en el aire todos quieren vile 

Plus my sick Latin sty'le 

Quile chuecko as they come 

I could feel the drum don't know the words, well you can hum 

 

Oye muneca ya mueve la cadera 

Sobre el ritmo y las trompetas 

Feel the beat kick hard como escopeta 

Vatos on the prowl for the hoochie lookin fresca 

All you delincuentes vengan para en frente 

Hazte para atras si tu eres muy decente 

Cause I'm chueco bent contact the hierba 

Lo que sera sera cuando yo vuelva 

A little somethin' gets your eyes burnt head turnt 

Pupils tight back stiff and your neck hurt and then you exert 

Check the vibe who got more freaky than Ives 

I survive, dodgin hurra tryin to shoot I 

So I mueva smooth creep and crawl 

Take out another batch let it thaw and lace y'all 

Won't take fall this here is winner take all 

Trick take a flick of the click here to face y'all 

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