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  • Mr. Capone-e »

    Mr. Capone-e What’s My Name текст песни

    What’s My Name

    [Mr. Capone-E]
    Man ese aqui paso, soy Capone
    Tu sabes Brown Royal Entertainment nomas
    Make all you fuckin putos bounce to this
    Catch this rolla and grab your pistola

    Ride, ride from side to side
    Southside Pride mashing all fucking night
    Another crazy ass g that’s born to roll
    Sittin on chrome looking for some hoes
    We mobbin and our heads keep bobbin
    Countin us some hundreds in a burned out blosses
    Stoppin see some socas in a Blazer
    Remember them putos son player haters
    And you know I can’t be faded leva
    Ain’t nothin fun I’m jacking money so keep trucha
    And open your ears and your beers to the one and only assassin
    Laughin to the hynas that keep mackin
    So ask yourself "Whose the motherfuckin pimp"
    In other words whose the motherfuckin shit
    The sly, the slick, the one outstanding a.k.a. Capone
    And I keep it fucking bouncing

    Bouncing side to side
    Give it up to the day we fucking die
    Don’t ask why cause we ride all day
    Stuck in the lost calles in Californ-i-a
    Straight bouncing side to side
    Give it up to the day we fucking die
    Don’t ask why and I’m sitting on chrome
    What’s my motherfucking name…Capone

    Tick tock, tock it to the left
    It’s about nine thirty hit the 7 11
    Got some zigzags and a bottle of Bacardi
    Hit the straight bubbly looking for a party
    Rollin in my homies ride
    Bouncin up and down straight side to side
    Thru a motion and we coastin non-stop
    Pop drop the top and let me run up on the spot UHH
    And you know I gots to get up on in
    Win with the grin, bring her to the Holiday Inn
    Then again, baby give ‘em Bacardi, Juice an’ Gin
    Think again which one ?? for the looks of Virgin, Surgeon
    But I’m workin I get up in the skirt an
    Listen to belur if your scared go to church an
    Ay Tupac but All Eyes On Me
    Bouncin for the homies, the one and only, Capone-E uhh


    "Capone-E Capone-E we love you pimp daddy"
    Q-vole anyways and I’m back up in my Caddy
    Have me and grab me but please don’t come close
    Cause I’mma type of vato that’ll love them hoes
    Let it go, so let let lets bou bouce again
    Cause it ain’t over till it’s over till I hit the fuckin pen
    Then again once again I hit the late night strip
    "Lil Dreamer’s on the side Sir Capone-E never slip y’all"
    So mirror mirror on wall whose the biggest pimp of all
    Call me the gangsta that falls on small or brawl
    I creep and crawl stand tall
    Baby doll like Mack Mall I’mma drop my drawls pause
    Hit chu with the rollas one time time
    Got my pistol on the side, SouthSide till I die
    While I swallow my ?? I be clownin
    Aqui para soy Capone and I keep on fucking bouncin

    [Chorus 2x]

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