Letra
[chorus]
Ay Caribe tierra del mi gente hermosa
(Armada Latina)
Tielo Sol, mia companarion te quiera
Hermanito la lucha recien que impieza
(Es mala por la gana)
Yo naci con seretaina, yo naci
Came out the other man
Southern land
Didnt have another hand
Never had another plan
Im different from to the mother land
Some will get a summer tan
Hotter than a summer jam
Live for today
Cause youll never gettin another chance
I aint trippin off the he say and she say
Cause we say FUCK
And pass me a cuba libre
Thats what we want
Dont front
I could see ya but
You dont want to see the cohi up front
How we blow it up
We came to blow it up, hit the spot
So were done
Rappers in, blowin up
Thats how we show the love
Thats how we pass up all this shit that
We know gon come
Its like the soldiers run is done when the wars won
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Latino hasta la muerte
Chicos they working hard
Bout the noise,
Suerte Gracias a Dios, Thank God
Little Cuban from Miami coulda took neck route
Marinero pasero con clinicas
Anteo con muera
Que dicen que pueden cura la abuela
Yall like scarface,
Im more like sosa
Cypress hill pretty flaco
Its our culture
From cali to the crib, crib
Me in miami
Thank god Im doin music
If not Id be turning families
Im not a (oh no)
About my cash flow
Let me take this shit
and send this letter to Castro
ha, ha, ha Dale!
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we way to hot
always comin up with something clever
acostalostra
cypress hill maca fella
feelin fancy in the hip throne, guayabera
and we just clowning
on what we call some, honey-lera
call me sammy
wild child from the isles
I can go forever like an old fashioned country mouse
Stilo be guajiro
Latino is the lingo
Im straight cubanichi
I bang Pinar del Rio
Lockin up this function
Just like Banimo
Go ahead and play the chongas
And Im gonna rap over it
Ya Im a fool Im outta here
Yes sir I gotta go
Get me some chibirica
And slap me some dominoes
[chorus]
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