Juelz Santana the Great

[Chorus: x2] Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh Bandanna his face, blam, hammer escape, oh Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, oh Holla at your boy, oh, holla at your [Juelz Santana] Why yall know what crack sound like homie Or what the mac sound like when it's strapped on me, please back off me Before this mac that's strapped on me, gets snatched off me Cocked back used to crash your homies, oh Why yall can't fuck with me man, I guarantee man It's Santana the rap +He-man+ Why yall skeltors get your melons torched when this weapon sart letting off Santana no, don't hurt 'em, don't squirt 'em Don't let the nine burn 'em in the sternum They don't want to go to war with ya' They ain't ready to bang or go to war with ya' So leave 'em alone, don't feed 'em the chrome Why yall labels'll to stop watching me I tried to tell you before, I was ready, I was always hot property Now look, I'm Diplomat slash ROC property Stash rocks probably, fucker, you're not stopping me [Chorus: x2] [Juelz Santana] I'm so, gangsta, it's no one just like me Smooth thug, will Pretty Tony your wifey So you better keep your bitch away Cause I will get her number, call her up, make her my bitch today Why yall can't fuck with the "Great" Santana, bandanna give in clips and weight Hammers will split your face, shift your waist, to a different place Next thing you know, I'm in a different state Back next month, new whip, different plate Damn, Santana delivery the raw Delivery the four, for sure man, I did it before So if your bitch is a whore, don't fight for her Don't waste your life for her, trying to make it right for her With all that frontin' your doin', and stuntin' you're doin' I'll shoot the bump while you moving and shut you from moving [Chorus] [Juelz Santana] Why yall niggas don't ride like I do Slide through in that 7-4-5 blue, right beside who? Killer Where Jones, in the pick-up truck Yeah we use that to pick up stuff, pick up bucks And my Denali is often parked, inside of my condo How much did he sign for? Oh, I bet you want to know that money Yeah I bet you I won't show that money I keep it stashed away, right next to the 4-4, money Keep a lo-pro money, this is slo-mo money I'm used to that fast crack, bag crack Re-cook bag that, give it out, half that If it still bags, have stacks No more running back to me, coming back to me I'm on the corner with a hundred packs of these Damn, oh, he got the purple [Chorus: x2]