Underground Connection Lyrics - Delinquent Habits - Delinquent Habits

What up, what up. Yeah, yeah. East coast, west coast, flava in the mothafuckin house. 

(Hurricane G) 

Hurricane G and the m*thaf*ckin Delinquent Habits 

And we ain't havin it (word) 

So what, ni***? You wanna get buck, bring the rock 

Cause we don't give a m*thaf*ck 

What the fuck? I said what the fuck? 

What the fuck? What the m*thaf*ck? 

Yeah, yeah 

Hurricane G comin through with the Tres Delinques 

For mi gente 

This track with Fuentes (???) 

Blowin the spot makin shit caliente 

Freakin them seats like Tito Puentes beatin drums 

Flippin, flowin in different tongues 

Leavin all you mothaf*ckas sprung without givin up a chocho 

My lyrics is enough to make you loco, maric*n 

My shit is phat like chicharron 

F*ckin them seats up like Rome 

N****s shakin more a** than strippers 

For all my b*tches and n****s 

I'm sellin records like thugs selling drugs 

Gettin mad love 

Cause I bring it real 

Shit is tight if, and I bang green for my skits (???) 

(Chorus) 

M*thaf*cka what? 

I don't give a fuck 

You can bring the rock we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka, what? 

I don't give a fuck 

You can bring the rock we can get buck 

What 

I don't give a fuck 

You can bring the rock we can get buck 

What, what m*thaf*cka? 

I don't give a fuck 

You can bring the rock we can get buck 

(Delinquent Habits) 

Aiight turn down the bass start to kickin up the treble 

Put the music in my earphones so I can check my levels 

Tu no sabes que es la mia venta my nachos clica (??) 

Es los Tres Delinquentes sin dog why la Boricua-da 

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

But this collaboration right here is da bomb 

And when house comes the party starts to sway, G 

Brownstyles pumpin it, bumpin PMP days 

Muy chicaso 

Bring a cord on and when I snort it 

C*ke ought to clean your crock leave your punk a** retarded 

The one to the two to the three delinquentes 

Sing la Hurricane G to yo' frentes 

High as a kite 

Es la capitan p*nga loca 

With a fifth of Bacardi and a brain full of m*ta 

Representin all the clica from the southside 

And any f*ckin body who got brown pride 

Take us back to the avenue mi mocho pa' mi gente 

Con la Hurricane G why los vatos Delinquentes 

De Cubano marijuano que te deja pa' ampiado 

Been down since '83, Divi es con mi hermano 

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

I gots to entertain all the vatos and the cholas 

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

Que es perro negro, no le vale madre 

(Chorus) 

M*thaf*cka what? 

I don't give a fuck 

You can bring the rock we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka? 

Bring the rock 

I don't give a fuck we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka? 

Bring the rock 

I don't give a fuck we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka? 

Bring the rock 

I don't give a fuck we can get buck 

(Delinquent Habits) 

The Latin season that's the reason homeboy 

For all the flava that's on the table 

The Blaxican once again suggesting quick and fabled 

I'm struggling mics from mi Lunes to Domingo 

Te chingo 

Te digo gringos' got my back the lingo brindo 

No mas o menos, simply stacks affect tracks 

So set the move back 

Porque ritmo pega duro like a kick to your sack 

Why si me miras en los ojos recojo puro respeto 

Why las palabras de mi boca empezaron enlocesos 

Asi lo es homeboys, I'm puttin dantas con mi clicas 

Hurricane sin dogs, Delinquents blowin out your speakers 

Otra ves, ya lo ves, somos tres 

Bring the rock, that's how it is. 

Cause we don't give a fuck 

(Chorus) 

M*thaf*cka what? 

I don't give a fuck 

You can bring the rock we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka? 

Bring the rock 

I don't give a fuck we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka? 

Bring the rock 

I don't give a fuck we can get buck 

What, m*thaf*cka? 

Bring the rock 

I don't give a fuck we can get buck 

bitch!