Gustavo Adolfo Uribe - Lin Kuei Cholo Lyrics

I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a Lin Kuei cholo Ninja
My beats and rhymes is goin' getcha
My flow going slitcha
Throat 'cause I ain't no bitcha
Punk, hand on my nuts
Back massage subs in the back of my trunk
I don't give a f*ck
The cops don't neither
I ask for directions, but they look eager
They wanna ask me questions they wanna go deeper
I'm on the curb and they looking for a reason
Do what? Simon says do som
For what, Cuz you're a dumb beana!
The 6 6 ply means ima drug dealer
I'm have to lie or they locker me in the freeza
Sombrero on my heads cuz I singa
Powder the trunker is a lotta bleach cleana
Grass is for mulch that I'll use for my leisure
I'm a mariachi, janitorial, grounds keeper baby!

I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a Lin Kuei cholo Ninja
My beats and rhymes is goin' getcha
My flow going slitcha throat cuz I aint no bitcha
Gorrila black on black Kawasaki ninja
I'm goin' light speed with the screamer
My 600 R goes hard like I'm Ceaser
Everybody sees me and hails when I peel up
But i'm just chillin, cruised as I dip
The mustangs chase on my way to the crib
I let go the throttle and run it down from 80
Everything is cool, but all the piggies hate me
I get pulled up by a motorcycle cooper
I wasn't even speeding but it's really no shocker
Wtf is this? I'm already preparing my excuses
But he's got his rope ready making nooses
I see 'em in the mirror and he looks like nazi
I tell him eva I'm Italian and my last name is rossi
My English is sloppy, Mussolini is my grand papi
Why you trippin on me getting saucy?
He says he's mistaken and his really sorry
I looked like a beaner in a stolen ducati, uhhhh

I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a cholo 2.0
Sooner or later everybody goin' know
I'm a Lin Kuei cholo Ninja
Everybody gonna take a picture
I'm a Lin Kuei ninja
Even when the po slows me down I'm a getcha
My flow so sexy
In the Chevy lo rockin Fendis
My tweet quotes trending
I'm a superstar with the converse tennis
Bitch what? I make my own beatz
I write my own rhymes and design my cds
Even when I'm broke, my brand still - ill
(fatality) growing
Ghetto businez man ghetto biznis plan hold up
Ima make this motherf*cking money til I throw up
Neva slow up, cholo 2.0 rap coca-cola
I got your own grandma speaking chola
Spickity slang got all the white girls going loca
Stripper high heels, miniskirts and coronas
They love my skin tona, my day work shoulders
Certified 100 plus agave sperm dona
I got the sick coda, the triplet rhyme quota
Everytime I flow it's high fructose corn - soda
The patron, with bordeaux made by Mexican mocha
Got your homie saying damn I (finish him) told ya