They wanna cop my estilo , drop more flow, then Colombian do kilos , got you lyricist thinking, losing more hair then kemo, shoot you on point blank as you blinking , they call me the most slick latino, asesino , like al pacino , cooking crack to green , money seeks power , schemes of a mob figure , stress into steam , bigger then eva, dreams like diamond my game shines any weather , but I aint a gold digga , sick of cats turning soft for fame instead of insane gat pulling triggas , I sustain self control , lesson one , my word is told
