Freestyle
Rapperz know me, AC da one n'only
The whiz kid, I heard you niggaz wanna blow me
Playa haters hate me I stand for La Reza
You betta believe porque yo te digo que pasa
Step to me black c'mon tell me que quieres
Want a piece oof my dick so you can fuck your mujeres
The Boss is here I bring flava to ya ear
I know you get jealous when I sport da latest gear
I got this shit rockin'they call me loco
Por mais rimas que rime sabe sempre a pouco
Faço tudo por um beat son, you know my steez
Eu tenho um estilo de rima que te provoca tipo strip-tease
Now check this, respect this, niggas try yo wreck this
Não queiram m'impedir cause I really got to kick this
Sound from da underground, quû que vais fazer?
Quando sentires meu power no mic, puto vais tremer
Como gelatina, sabes quem domina, I'm no beginna
Penetro a tua mente como quem penetra vagina
Neste jogo AC ganha sempre o campeonato
Não sou novato, a k a. el mulato
Já bô conche'm son, já bô sabê manê qui mi ê
Ê cris dá pa dôd ma ês câ'guentá nha parlapiê
AC representá cê família na NYC
M pegá na M.I.C.
Cause you know I keep it real
Papy Chulo comin'thru ai ai caramba
Knockin'niggaz out what's up you know the number
Uno, sagrado com' a missa ao Domingo
Let me do what I do so well n'kick my lingo
Hey gringo, B.O double, S.A plus
You say you don't know me, guess what your bitch does
So don't criticize puto you don't know me
Don't try to fuck AC, cause AC ain't Naomi
I got skillz for ya, hip hop warrior
Os teus filhos hão-de estudar Boss AC em História
Yeah you know me, always got fat beats to rhyme to
I'll put a spell on your Mic, like my name was fuckin'voodooYou know the deal, I got more game than Sega
Sossega, bá bscá bôs c'lega ninguém me pega
Sou ninja, I cook my magic potion
If skillz were water by now i'd be the ocean
Metafórico, I got to do this for ma FAM
Quando rimo o palco estremece, para ti baby sou leite creme
Non stop, I drop science R.A P.
Pour faire l'hip hop je suis jamais fatigué
Ecolo quá, oui, oui, comment ça va?
A barra tá pesada compadre vou-te contar
Faço o que faço mais picante que caril
Feel my fristil tu sá's com'é, I keep it real
The whiz kid, I heard you niggaz wanna blow me
Playa haters hate me I stand for La Reza
You betta believe porque yo te digo que pasa
Step to me black c'mon tell me que quieres
Want a piece oof my dick so you can fuck your mujeres
The Boss is here I bring flava to ya ear
I know you get jealous when I sport da latest gear
I got this shit rockin'they call me loco
Por mais rimas que rime sabe sempre a pouco
Faço tudo por um beat son, you know my steez
Eu tenho um estilo de rima que te provoca tipo strip-tease
Now check this, respect this, niggas try yo wreck this
Não queiram m'impedir cause I really got to kick this
Sound from da underground, quû que vais fazer?
Quando sentires meu power no mic, puto vais tremer
Como gelatina, sabes quem domina, I'm no beginna
Penetro a tua mente como quem penetra vagina
Neste jogo AC ganha sempre o campeonato
Não sou novato, a k a. el mulato
Já bô conche'm son, já bô sabê manê qui mi ê
Ê cris dá pa dôd ma ês câ'guentá nha parlapiê
AC representá cê família na NYC
M pegá na M.I.C.
Cause you know I keep it real
Papy Chulo comin'thru ai ai caramba
Knockin'niggaz out what's up you know the number
Uno, sagrado com' a missa ao Domingo
Let me do what I do so well n'kick my lingo
Hey gringo, B.O double, S.A plus
You say you don't know me, guess what your bitch does
So don't criticize puto you don't know me
Don't try to fuck AC, cause AC ain't Naomi
I got skillz for ya, hip hop warrior
Os teus filhos hão-de estudar Boss AC em História
Yeah you know me, always got fat beats to rhyme to
I'll put a spell on your Mic, like my name was fuckin'voodooYou know the deal, I got more game than Sega
Sossega, bá bscá bôs c'lega ninguém me pega
Sou ninja, I cook my magic potion
If skillz were water by now i'd be the ocean
Metafórico, I got to do this for ma FAM
Quando rimo o palco estremece, para ti baby sou leite creme
Non stop, I drop science R.A P.
Pour faire l'hip hop je suis jamais fatigué
Ecolo quá, oui, oui, comment ça va?
A barra tá pesada compadre vou-te contar
Faço o que faço mais picante que caril
Feel my fristil tu sá's com'é, I keep it real
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Writer(s): Damon Hendricks, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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