Up in your face like the one time And playing the shit yes anytime No regrets about it i shout it don't doubt it No frontin i know you want a little somethin Hit the bed parlayin in the sun Got the drop top 61 Its almost weighin two tons Hittin switches in the O-town sunshine Got not qualms in the brain or worries in the mind I'm just chillin While tito's hittin on the villain No 5-0's around Im always 3 wheelin At the corner But im never lookin for ya Cause i got mine While i'm spittin out the funky rhyme Rollin with the spitcrew They always got my back Don't try to attack Cause damn Your gonna get smacked down Layin on the ground And gettin fucked up By the rude boys from O-Town I'll bet you didn't know But i got the flow lingo Yo soy gringo pero entiendo It's the M-C-B rollin' with no plea Live it day by day that's my philosophy