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P.O.D. (Payable On Death) - Booyaka 619 Added by Site Admin on 2006-11-27 11:53:58
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What you gonna do when we comefor you?.
Correle. Correle. Andale.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
Ya llego el Rey Mysterio.
Bato cabron de San Diego.
Flash up on the scene like a brown crusader.
Blowing up screens like space invaders.
Too much damage for one to manage.
Going 51 50 'speaky Spanglish.'
Aste a un lado estoy pesado.
Vivo la vida peleando pecado.
Estados Unidos al otro lao.
A puebla Canada 619 solao.
Do it for my people yeah you gotta love it.
'Mexican' across the stomach.
So think nothing of it
but love it.
Trucha de la calle a la lucha.
Siempre me represento con mi chacho cachucha.
619 simo mas da corra.
San Diego, Puerto Rico sinaloa.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Correle. Correle. Andale.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Correle. Correle. Andale.
Mira, mira. Watcha, Watcha.
Cuidado con los celos porque matan.
Booyaka Booyaka el reggaeton.
Me moda no Mysterio esta cabron.
One, two, three. It's the boy out of SD.
Como la ves.
Facil como uno, dos, tres.
Mr. DJ, play that rola otra vez.
And watch how many people go off.
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Under the wooden cross, who's the boss.
Nadie brinca brinca.
Cielo Con mi vos brillo el cielo.
Alto porque me duele la alma.
Y deje mi cartera en Tijuana.
El soldado enmascarado ten cuidado.
paisa paisa estas pasado.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Correle. Correle. Andale.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Correle. Correle. Andale.
Making universal, speaking English.
The way we flip it is hard to distinguish.
Booyaka Booyaka el reggaeton.
Mic check. Mic check. 1, 2, it's on.
Look at me now, el tijuanero.
Amazing the world con mascara de cuero.
Mira watcha el mero mero.
Disfruta la vida con todos sus perros.
It took a whole lot to get where I'm at.
But still ain't got s*** but tats on my back.
Ink on my chest, and up down my arms.
I made it true stories and put in a songs.
La voz inocente en mi gente.
Truena fuerte como cuente.
That's just life in the 619.
So hey, DJ, hit me one more time.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. That's my pueblo.
Booyaka. Booyaka. 619 (Hey)
Booyaka. Booyaka. Rey Mysterio.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Correle. Correle. Andale.
What you gonna do when we come for you?
Correle. Correle. Andale
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