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      Get To Poppin (Feat. Rich Boy)

      Get To Poppin (Feat. Rich Boy)

      Pitbull

      Album: Money Is Still A Major Issue

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      Pitbull - Get To Poppin (Feat. Rich Boy) Música y Letra

      (feat. Sick Jacken (of Psycho Realm), Chino XL, Sinful (of Tha Mexakinz) & Pitbull)
      
      [Sick Jacken:] Ghetto Music, baby
      [Chino XL:] King Tech, you're a beast
      [Sick Jacken:] Chino XL
      [Chino XL:] Yo
      [Sick Jacken:]
      El Pecador (Yeah)
      Pitbull (Yo, come on)
      Yeah
      
      [Pre-Verse: Sick Jacken]
      Latinos stand up
      Morenos stand up
      Act like you gettin' rob, then throw your hands up
      Mira
      We are the ghetto music Latin lingo beat killers
      We get it poppin' in the streets, so I know you feel us
      
      [Verse 1: Chino XL]
      Be afraid
      Be very afraid
      Chino rippin' over this remix that Timbaland made (What)
      XL, Pitbull, Sinful, wildin'
      All y'all hear is POP, like the Black Eyed Peas album
      I'm 'bout to run rap soon
      By bringin'
      Drama like 50 and Game is in the same room
      In My Hood
      Police see yo, we no hablamo
      We push so much white
      They call us albinos
      My street advantage is (What is it?)
      I got more guns
      Than the Puerto Rican Day parade got baby carriages
      Street savages, you can't stop or hold me
      Nothin' gets by me in the game like a soccer goalie
      I gotta lay behind me, fold more paper than origami
      Chino keep the finest mamis, tryin' to get pregnant by me
      When grippin' the mini-shotty, I'm finishin' anybody
      The minister tried to stop me, now Jay-Z is tryin' to sign me
      Tu sabes
      As a kid was past rude
      Rob McDonalds with the quickness
      That's why they call it fast food (Ha!)
      Bad news
      Chino not keeping 'em poppers
      Like Mexican gangsters, removin' they tattoos
      
      [Chorus: Sick Jacken]
      Latinos stand up
      Morenos stand up
      Act like you gettin' rob, then throw your hands up
      Mira
      We are the ghetto music Latin lingo beat killers
      We get it poppin' in the streets, so I know you feel us
      We stand up
      My people stand up
      Act like you gettin' rob, then throw your hands up
      Baby
      You can catch us in the hood, daily
      Stackin' money, tryin' to make it out alive cause it's too crazy
      
      [Verse 2: Sinful]
      Porque haste ahora, se soprenden y otros se ofenden
      Porque haste ahora, me cienten si he estado aqui por siempre
      Atrapado en una calle con ciego y inconciente
      Ahora, los sonadores platica fue por suerte
      Doze anos en el juego y no es suficiente
      Por favor, miren, mocosos, ya mejor, despierten
      Yo se que me encanta el ambiente sigo indigente
      En el mismo lugar, de siempre, con la misma gente
      Puedes trayer tu arsenal, pero no te combiene
      Un corazon artificial, como se defienden
      Tu vieja te detiene, se te pone por enfrente
      Y tu no sales, tu te escondes como una serpiente
      Es como mesclar tequila con un baso de leche
      Una movida falsa y tu systema no sostiene
      Y por aqui sigue tronando esas cosas calientes
      Conosco a franco tiradores que no usan lentes
      
      [Chorus x2]
      
      [Verse 3: Pitbull]
      Now when them boys get to poppin', you'll get, get, down
      When them choppers spit
      Spit
      Sp-spit, spit, rounds
      Round of town, upstate, so shake
      So shake it down
      Get them boys, get them thangs, but break
      But break 'em down
      From the bottom of the panhandle, where birds get manhandled
      From the pot
      To the block
      Where they hand-to-hand you
      Cook that white with Sprite, that's if we wanna scam you
      Pitbull, Rich Boy, we got plans too
      Don't pull out
      Unless, of course, you spit boy
      Squeeze out
      To the bottom of that clip, boy
      Just to reassure your ass got hit, boy
      Make thirty-six shows to a 360, that's a flip, boy
      It's a bird
      It's a plane, no, that's a brick, boy
      I got a lick, grab them thangs, let's get Rich, Boy
      Pitbull chillin'
      Rich Boy chillin'
      What more can I say, let's get millions
      
      [Hook: Rich Boy]
      Now when them boys get to poppin'
      Get, get, down
      Get, get, get-get, get down
      Get, get, get-get, get
      Get, get, get-get
      
      [Chorus]

      Pitbull - Get To Poppin (Feat. Rich Boy) Música y Letra

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