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Cuban, stop playing with these niggas man, monster
I told these clown niggas, you know what it is
BX, stand the fuck up, y'all niggas better pull y'all razors out
Have y'all security wear y'all vests, whatever, whatever
It's a shakedown, anything can get laid down in the way
(New York City)

Get run over with trucks and all that, fuck 'em, ladies and gentlemen
They don't want no problems
They don't want no problems
They don't want no problems

Yo, it's the Bronx most wanted, word to Pun
It's the best that ever done it
Better run it, or I'ma pump a hundred in your stomach, never running
Coming, I'm gunning for the love of money
Rough, rugged and raw, fourth down, suggest you punt it

So, I'm on it like Tony Montana, slip on the banana
Clip and cock the hammer to split open your bandana
Living the life of glamor with a mansion in Havana
Cameras and scanners 'cause I'm not trying to see the slammer

I plan to make more pesos than Tony did with the ye, yo
Y'all phoney pendejos, will get K-Oed, so I suggest that you lay low
'Cause I'ma rock your cradle for that payroll
Put the hot potato in the glock
And burn out your lucky charms out to playdough

Fatal blows, ain't no saving you from rocking that halo
Ain't no fucking with us, it's like drugs, you say no
Laying it down, either ride a wave and then drown
Misbehave and get found in the grave underground, shake 'em down

Throw your hands in the air, this is a shakedown
CLK up in here, I'm about to blaze rounds
And we ain't going nowhere, we gon' break ground
Took what I can take now, I'm here to shut the place down

Yeah, we taking it there, and you'll get laid down
Haters better beware, nobody safe now
We got 'em running they scared, about to breakdown
No way you'll escape now, nigga it's a shakedown

I'm on the road to the riches, focused on digits
No more hoping on wishes
Never mix business and pleasure, the code is dough over bitches
Hands so vicious, know I'ma blow like the motion picture
Loading the clips up, fuck love, my slugs gon' getcha

Stuck to the scripture, hustled up from nothing to richer
Me and my niggas apply the pressure like boa constrictors
We not gon' switch up, bubbling like coats in the winter
They still in the sentra, rolling with the Coke in the fender

It's all an adventure, remember no retreat, no surrender
You wanna enter my center, you gotta paga mi renta
Puro Cubano del ochenta, all I need is a banger
To give you a muerte lenta like Emilio Ravenga

And I'll be gone till November, got plans to bank mills
I can't stand still, gotta expand and branch bills
That's the grand thrill, keep my hands on the steel
Never ran, never will, real recognize real

Throw your hands in the air, this is a shakedown
CLK up in here, I'm about to blaze rounds
And we ain't going nowhere, we gon' break ground
Took what I can take now, I'm here to shut the place dow

Yeah, we taking it there, and you'll get laid down
Haters better beware, nobody safe now
We got 'em running they scared, about to breakdown
No way you'll escape now, nigga it's a shakedown

Yo, it's the Spanish Casanova living lavish, 24 Karat
Toke a fucking marriage, in Paris
We talking parrots on my shoulders, hold up
They mad all over 'cause Cuban is taking over

I thought I told ya I'm doper than Coke without the baking soda
Drunk or sober, jump out the rover, fold you with a crowbar
Throw a rope around your neck and do what Sosa did to Omar
So far, my repertoire get respect in no parts

Like Joan of Arc in Quitona Park brawling till dark
It's Cuban Link from the start, till I come across God
No holds barred, most niggas got balls but no heart
Oh God, like Humphrey, smoking cigars living comfy
Only in America, you gotta love this country

I'm hungry, I want the bag of money from the chump
Act funny if you want and be that dummy in the trunk
Who wanna run with the Don Dada, nigga come holla
From the Bronx where they gun down punks for one dollar

Throw your hands in the air, this is a shakedown
CLK up in here, I'm about to blaze rounds
And we ain't going nowhere, we gon' break ground
Took what I can take now, I'm here to shut the place down

Yeah, we taking it there, and you'll get laid down
Haters better beware, nobody safe now
We got 'em running they scared, about to breakdown
No way you'll escape now, nigga it's a shakedown

It's a shakedown and you'll get laid down nobody safe now
About to break down, no way you'll escape now, nigga it's a shakedown

Nobody safe up in this motherfucker, word up
Too many years of blood, sweat and tears
We bout to claim ours, you know how we do it
CLK my nigga, word up,
Swizz you know how the fuck we get down baby

South boogie down all around New York
This how we do it for real, you heard
We about to pop it off, no more games being played
(Talk to 'em, talk to 'em, talk to 'em)
(Talk to 'em, talk to 'em, talk to 'em)

It's for real
(Cuban stop playing with these niggas)
Swizz Beatz, oh no they don't want no problems
(They don't want no problems)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, CLK, yeah
(I had to pull out the Ol' school drums)

Cuban, stop playing with these niggas man, monster
I told these clown niggas, you know what it is
BX, stand the fuck up, y'all niggas better pull y'all razors out