Letras Big Los - Nino Brown

Big Los

Uh*\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYoung Two, what’s up («Mexican with attitude…»)\nCome on\nThat’s right\nIt’s the incredible, unfadable, you can’t see me\nLike Ghost\nNino Brown, put it down (Eastside, west coast)\nLeavin’comatose confusion, magical like\nIllusion, hallucination\nModification gets\nPaid to flow\nPaper, dough\nCaked up some more game to spit (And that)\nGangsta shit\nTheoretically uncontested, none can get\nWith the lyrical maestro, ace in the hole (Ha)\nSame suit, same color Stacy boot\nAim to shoot\nSlick, sly, ambitious, motherfucker (Hun)\nI spit diction\nWay out your jurisdiction\nOn a mission, intuition\nLike the ouigi\nSuperstitious, never cross ladder, grey matter splatter\nHey batter, batter\nThirteen strikes (WOW)\nOriginal gangsta Brown, stripes, straps\nGlocks cock back\nHit a lick when we jack\nIn gats we trust, gats we bust\nHoodrats we cut\nTell 'em shut the fuck up\nAnd get on\nI’m all about my feria, get ready, hun\nNino 'bout to kill it\nThe so-called crown\nBout to steal it\nSubliminal, clean cut criminal\nThink I’m talkin''bout ya\nThen dissect the lyrical miracle\nInvisible angel city ghost, make a toast to the great\nBrown hope\nMuh’fucker, what you thank, hun\nBig Los, big Los, the city of schemes\nAnd every thang in big Los ain’t always what it seems\nYou might get food if you come from out of town\nNino Brown\n«Mexican with attitude»\nBig Los, big Los, the city of schemes\nAnd every thang in big Los ain’t always what it seems\nYou might get food if you come from out of town\nNino Brown\n«Mexican with attitude»\nSee me in my brown trench coat\nTurtle neck to my throat\nWith my locs on\nI got the whole town nervous\nStick 'em up, poltergeist\nAin’t nothin’nice, Nino Brown stay gangsta with it\nCutthroat\nQuote it\nTranslucent\nHe loosen with it\nGet it, don’t blink\nYou miss it\nClose your eyes, it’s hard to tell\nWhat’s up, Nas\nNino camoflague spit lyrical collages\nV.I., yep\nRelaxin'\nSippin''yac\nEven got them N.Y. bitches, in them L.A. caps (Uh hun)\nFeelin’on my blue Khak’s\nMatter fact\nSick, even got they mamas on my dick (Ha)\nOnly fuck 'em thick\nCut quick\nAnd gangsta bitches\nOnly suck a good dick (REALLY)\nNino Brown, hella cold\nHella bold\nConfidant\nAngel city go gold twice\nYou done, dawg, over with\nFini\nSecrete heat\nHot flash\nMe entiendes\nRewind that\nWhat he say\nGo figure\nDid I sss…\nStudder\nStupid motherfucker\nI grip the mic\nRip the mic\nWrap it with the snake and eagle tag\nHow they like me now\nBrown ride til the day that I die\nThat’s the way that I fly\nFor all my people, motherfucker (What)\n«Mexican with attitude»