Letra de Mathematics (Esta Loca) - N.O.R.E.

Yeah (Yeah, roll that)

Uh-huh (The green shit)

We on the beach

Miami, this shit is mad nice out here (It's ninety degrees, nigga)

My niggas keep hitting me on my cell phone in NY

I'm saying they bleeding out there, it's snowing out there right now

Yo, yo

Ayo, my family's half Latin King, half Godbody

Half Blood and half Neta, so, nigga, wepa

It don't matter whatever you is

I sneeze in your food, show you I'm rude

I'm half Puerto Rock, what? Puerto Rican my pops

My moms Black, most people call me a mutt

Yo, they always said my first words was what-what

And it stuck with me like my fingers stay sticky

Shifty, lowdown, greedy, and risky

Take a shit on y'all, then I spit on y'all

Niggas gas like a fart, yo, wally my Clark

Rock the low sport, always show Latino support

My niggas travel from Miami to Cali, Cali to Miami

Didn't even come home the whole winter

Shit is cold in New York, God, kid, it snow hard

I'd rather be out of state, call me Chico DeBarge

On some other shit, nice and slow like the Usher shit

You make me wanna, uh-huh, just smother shit

PYP, nigga, play your part

Or you can LFS, yo, leave from start

Esta loca (Loca), yo, dame chocha (Chocha)

Yo, esta loca (Loca), dame chocha (Chocha)

Esta loca (Loca), dame chocha (Chocha)

(Ay, papi, dámelo por favor)

(Ay, papi, dámelo por favor)

(Ay, papi)

Special guest appearance, my name hardly get the clearance

Only family will have no interference

Or intersection, it's like a thugged-out connection

From in state to out of state, we still eat great

And you know I like to get drunk, roll that skunk

I travel and pump while y'all just punk

In your own hood, hoping you blow, knock on wood

You do what I thought while I do what you should

I got a chick everywhere while y'all fuck local

Bitch I bumped years ago, heard her throat vocal

I ain't mad though, a nigga like me get mad dough

When I stick with my fam 'cause you know how that go

Rock Armani Ex' with the Cartier specs

Lighten up, back to back with my tick in my 'Lex

Yo, that's the issue, I'm on the beats now, official

Playing volleyball instead of playing with a pistol

I like money, money make a nigga feel ill

I ain't had to sell crack since I had my deal

And that's some real shit, a nigga just keeping it real

That's some real shit, a nigga just keeping it real

Esta loca (Loca), dame chocha (Chocha)

Esta loca (Loca), dame chocha (Chocha)

Esta loca (Loca), dame chocha (Chocha)

Now you can get with this or you can get with that

You can get with this or you can get with that

You can get with this or you can get with that

I say you get with this 'cause this is Iraq, Iraq, motherfucker

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