Underground Connection

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!