Return of the Tres
Return of the Tres

Delinquent Habits - Return of the Tres Lyrics

Hip-Hop/Rap
Mar 20, 2001
363
Return of the Tres Music Video

Return of the Tres Lyrics

Es la vida, cuatro veinte, pistos pointed
Botellas empty first ten rows annointed
The fiesta's poppin' and all fingers pointed
Irie eyed vatos got the whole crowd jointed
Check in with Ives, catch me squintin' know why
I came to hear me, word fly, keep the gleam in your eye (ha)
Con mucho drum roll on time, let the horn blow
Gas to the pedal like metal at a Korn show
The rhyme rocker with a shit load of placas
Grab the mic and freak the rhythm 'til there's no more vavas
Still mi palabra fade all boo's and ha ha's
That includes all who go sissy la la
So do the cha cha, ruca call me papa
Güero came for action, hun, until mañana
Down for hi-hat crash and whiplash
City night, bright lights and herb stash

Qué ondas muchacho, arriba las manos
Gabacho, moreno, penetra tu barrio
Lacing you with rolas that'll rock back frente
Rrr, blaxican esto pa' la gente
Like chanclazos deep like fregadazos
Still got the coke and rum and flex the brazos
Then I hit you from a different angle
Leg sweep, cheap shot, bird shit, straight cop
Soy el twin pistolero, guerrero, don't be afraid of that
Matter of fact, I got like ten thousand maniacs
In the crowd on a very good night
But keep it hype for a fraction of that to get the feria like that
Crónica en el aire, todos quieren bile
Plus my sick Latin style
Caile, chueco as they come
I could feel the drum, don't know the words, well, you can hum

Oye muñeca, ya mueve la cadera
Sobre el ritmo y las trompetas
Feel the beat kick hard como escopeta
Vatos on the prowl for the hoochie lookin' fresca
All you delincuentes, vengan para en frente
Hazte para atrás si tú eres muy decente
'Cause I'm chueco, bent, contact the hierba
Lo que será, será cuando yo vuelva

A little somethin' gets your eyes burnt, head turnt
Pupils tight, back stiff and your neck hurt and then you exert
Check the vibe, who got more freaky than Ives?
I survive, dodgin' hurra tryna shoot I
So I mueva smooth creep and crawl
Take out another batch, let it thaw and lace y'all
Won't take fall, this here is winner take all
Trick, take a flick of the clique here to face y'all

Writer(s): Alejandro Martinez, David Lewis Keimonti Thomas, Ivan Scott Martin
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Songtrust Ave
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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