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      Melting Pot (Feat. Trick Daddy)

      Melting Pot (Feat. Trick Daddy)


      Album: M.I.A.M.I

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      Pitbull - Melting Pot (Feat. Trick Daddy) Música y Letra

      [Verse 1]
      I'm not a thug
      No, no, no, no
      I'm not a gangsta
      But I won't hesitate
      To cock back, bust and point blank ya
      Lord thank ya
      I'm like that coke and weed
      When it burn slow
      Motherfucker I'll stank ya
      Thats what I been
      Taught on these streets
      Aint a god damn thing
      That can't be bought on these streets
      You want a life gone
      That could be done
      I'm like a nigga that did ten years
      I'm eager to come
      In the game
      And do more than entertain
      I'm loco in the brain
      I'm that man with the methods
      And I always bring the pain
      They know me out here
      All these bitches cocaine
      Cause they blow me out here
      I'm always out here
      Y'all keep it real
      But I keep it realer
      Ima make my first mill off the deal
      But I'm still gon be labeled
      A cuban dope dealer
      I'm just statin the facts
      I hang with Puerto Ricans and
      Haitian killers and
      Cuban dope dealers
      And these here my niggaz
      I ride for 'em
      And god dammit I'd die for 'em [2X]
      [Verse 2]
      I got that really foul
      Kung flo flow
      I'm tryna get that really foul
      Kung do doe
      But you dont know me homie
      So dont judge me
      I rep the real Miami
      Thats why the city loves me
      The feds wanna bug me
      Haters wanna slug me
      I thank God
      Cause he's the only thing thats above me
      Y'all gon feel me till it hurts
      Losin your family over someone elses work
      Losin your case cause your co-defendent chirped
      Losin your brain cause them thangs done burped
      It gets worse
      This is for those
      That'll never see the sun again
      That'll pick through shit
      For a balloon just to get it in
      This is what was fed to him
      This is why the game let him in here
      Being me (me)
      Being Pit (Pit)
      Being It
      Pitbull and Trick (Trick)
      Both from the down south
      Bitch we from the bottom, shit
      [Verse 3 - Trick Daddy]
      Lord your son got problems
      And I know that you know
      Cause you made this all possible
      I live a dangerous ass life you know
      So I thank you for your doctors and your hospitals
      Thank God for the thugs too
      He understand what these drugs do
      He wanna see us all pull through
      But only if niggaz in the hood knew
      Hell, prayin ain't wrong
      But the sqeezin trigger
      Could you go kill a innocent man
      While these weak niggaz grillin his end
      They tellin ya dawg
      Reducin they buisness
      If I wasnt doin this
      Then I'd go do him in
      Cause if he was dead
      He couldnt say he knew me then
      For them niggaz who lie
      When they pull me in
      Its in the same older cell that they threw me in
      And I just pray for 'em

      Pitbull - Melting Pot (Feat. Trick Daddy) Música y Letra



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