Spreacha BG - Hector Lavoe Lyrics

A Puerto Rico hooo
A Puerto Rico hooo
A Puerto Rico hooo
A Puerto Rico hooo
Return of the wild rican get my message across without speakin
Razor blade in my mouth I spit it out you stop breatin
I speak loud even when I'm not beefin
I walk around in slippers in the cold or hot season
If you come to my house you hear my grandpop preachin
Complainin how the word of the Lord is not reachin
I was raised in the ghetto you wanna know the top reason
We been here for 50 years and we still not leavin no
Vamano dont know when its time to go pop another Corona and run a game of dominos
All my cousins'll jump yo ass geronimo and get rid of ya crew quick fast as common colds
Pull up in a Oldsmobile find a hoe and tie a puerto rican flag around a sing behind a pole
Guess, I wanna girl that look like Jennifer Lopez pop gum and bad even with a big fo'head
We all got stabbed nigga just duck and lean I got a uncle that'll ask you straight up Wha Ju mean
Whistling the coqui sound I curse when I stomp
Na we don't play the drums but we bomp bo bo bomp
See we love fast cars cause we live in the fast lane and yea I got a z at the end of my last name so trust
We don't give a f*ck if you buck cause guess what
Mr. softie got the guns in his truck we all try to stay alive
I got a crazy uncle doin 5 to 25 they hope to God he stay inside but the
Same God could only tell why these bitches want my seed like they never seen a nigga with a pony tail
Your wife a feen bacardi with the ice and lean while she swallowing my rice and beans
So call me Papi I said I wanna pipe her team
But she was rican so you know she pulled a knife and screamed but Ms.
Rosie Perez would you open your dress
So I could put this trombone down your throat and your chest
This like a pamphlet bro and yes half of my whole fam did coke
Not a damn sick joke but my niggas don't play
And we don't really care about seeing old age ask Hector Jose
Got some Latin Kings that'll tear ya both ways
And flee to GA don't forget the Bode
We could hold you up and fold you up and leave you stinkin in a social club you ok
I send shots like toma ahora a tu and stick my dick in Bushwick see this is sorta my que
My niggas in the Bronx know this all that I do and my niggas on the eastside borderline too
They know the Bori jook and move
I learned it when my Grandmother used to chase me up and down the house with wooden spoons
Return of the wild rican start sketchin my flow
This the season of the Hector Lavoe I come collect for my dough
The jealous type so if you pressin my hoe I finesse the 4-5 for disrespectin my soul
So, Celia Cruz clutch my belly and groove
Don't ever hit the dance floor if you ain't ready to move
I cock back the Tembleque bring the Salsa and Merengue
We ready for the war I buss the Malta on ya Headache
Taino to the bone I'm beatin when I'm knockin
Speakin spanish on the phone this is how you know I'm plottin
Return of the wild rican I'ma say it again
And let the pride of San Juan put the base in my pen Pa que lo sepa
Ja. Ay ya bori dale pa que repecte bori huh
Te minate yea. No
Pronto llegará
El día de mi suerte
Sé que antes de mi muerte
Seguro que mi suerte cambiará oye vera
Pronto llegará
El día de mi suerte
Sé que antes de mi muerte
Seguro que mi suerte cambiará cuando sera
Tuh what you gonna finish all the bacardi nigga
What you forgot you gotta pour out some for the homies nigga
Don't let the pony tail fool niggas like Puerto Ricans only dance smoke dust f*ck hoes and play pool nigga
Don't let the pony tail fool niggas like Puerto Ricans only dance smoke dust f*ck hoes and play pool nigga
Don't let the pony tail fool niggas like Puerto Ricans only dance smoke dust f*ck hoes and play pool nigga
Don't let the pony tail fool niggas like Puerto Ricans only dance smoke dust f*ck hoes and play pool nigga
I dedicate this record to everybody who don't feel a nigga
We bombin que Dios te bendiga
Thuggin for life nigga why change
Dale Tito