Yeah Yeah
Que Vuelta?
Di le nota (Di le nota)
You know who it is
For all these bustas and haters

We don´t care about yo clique
We don´t care about yo crew
We don´t care about yo bitch
We don´t care what you do
We don´t care about your car
We don´t care about your chips
We don´t care about shit
Accept getting rich

(Pitbull)
Now that Little Jon has opened the door
It´s over dawg
This that new south
That´s it, it´s over ya´ll
No more warning ya´ll
We tired of getting over looked
You want beef? then I hope you like it over-cooked

Oh and for that bread
It´s whatever man
I´m fully prepared to pump lead
At any nigga that wanna bump heads
So bring it
But when them things go Rr-rr-rr-rringing
Someones gonna get hit
And that´s a fact, not an opinion
I´m buiding my connects
And that there is dangerous
Didn´t your mother teach you
Not to talk to strangers?
Then why are you in my ear talking all the shit
Just cause I´m cuban doesn´t mean I flip bricks
So stop asking me the price on them thangs down here
Cause that one of them thangs that get chu killed ´round here

I don´t care who you are, who you might be
But I´d rather die, then let an undercover bite me

(Cubo)
I´m in this bitch now
Ya´ll niggas better get ready
I´m ready for whatever ya´ll want
Boy, but it ain´t nothing pretty
Ya´ll wanna start shit
Tell me what ya´ll wanna do
Me, Pit, DB, we don´t care about ?
I don´t care about slanging them thangs
Back ´em spraying them thangs
If you get ? just homie don´t mention my name
BLAKAH, that´s exactly what I´m spitting meng
Homie, don´t make me have to blow ´em chopper meng

Cause I can spit it spit it
However you want it want it
My peoples is with it with it
We about that money money
And I do anything that I have to do to get that money meng
Miami, Money is a major issue meng
They, They don´t understand

What we about to do
We about to shit on this game
We about to shit on your crew
Pitbull don´t care about ya
Cubo don´t care about ya
DB don´t care about ya
We, We don´t care about ya

(Pitbull)

This game is scandalous
The more money you make
The more your ? hold off in an ambulance
AOWoo!
That´s why I say to myself in the cut
Man I can´t be seen
Ears open, mouth shut
Just watching thangs
And if it pops off
I pop up, both popping than
Guns, I was taught proper
To cop and aim
Run, when you hear that Blakah meng
P-rr-rr-rrat
That´s the sound of the chopper meng
Just let me know exactly what it is you trying to do
Cause we can both dance with the devil, dawg

It´s all on you
Like basktetball, if you shoot you better follow threw
In a casket dawg, who the fucks gon follow you?

Yeah, once again my freind
I´mma be the first latin rapper from the South
Shut shit the fuck down
And I got Lil Jon to bounced to that
The King of the South
And Uncle Luke will tell you the same shit
So get ready niggas
Pitbull, DB, Lil Jon
Ya´ll ain´t ready for this shit
HAHA, Suckas