We Started This Latin Shit

I be caught up in the game

People hollering my name

Took trips over seas

On a red hot plane

Going circle for days and did Lowrider shows

Had plenty of hoes

Coming out they clothes

Getting down put my lick on them

I been there, done that

Now we about to sick on them

I got (?) sick in to hear about to break the scale

On your meter, wear white

Beat up and in the 2 seater

And house shoes, I paid my dues

And you don't even have a clue

On what you wanna do

Got it glock from here to Bancock

You know you done hating bumpin up your block

Worldwide keep 'em knockin'

Crowd I got 'em rockin'

By the end of the night your bitch is jockin'

And who's talkin', don't forget that I started this shit

A Latin thug in the clique ten years in the mix

I started this latin shit

You mean to tell me this the thanks I get {Hello!}

Hello, I started this shit

But you never know, cause it gets political

Badder with the jams

I be mack dance

So why the fuck am I ask outside

Fool looking in

Who slug them streets

Who bring you the heat

Platinum molon just at the swap meet

Got the underground lock

Like a hot drug spot

Pumpin' up your block

Like a thugs layin' rott

So get the radio

Just pump Low Pro

Make alot of doe

Off a little promo

Check the sales stand

And tell me who the man

Check the record sales

And try to understand

Form here to overseas

You sell like key's

Got the hotter latin shit off CD's

Who the fuck that be

That royal Royal T

Who started that shit homey

That be me