[Production by The Heatmakerz]
[Intro]
Yeah, c'mon
Y'all can't fuck with me, man
Let's do it, I got this
[Chorus]
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great
Bandana his face, blam hammers then skate, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Holla at your boy, OH!, holla at your boy, OH!
[Verse 1]
Uh, y'all don't know what crack sound like homie
Or what the MAC sound like when it's strapped on me
Please back off me
'Fore this MAC that's strapped on me, gets snatched off me
Cocked back used to crash your homies (OH!)
Y'all can't fuck with me man, I guarantee man
It's Santana the rap He-Man
Y'all Skeletors get your melons torched
When this weapon start letting off (OH!)
Santana no, don't hurt 'em, don't squirt 'em
Don't let the nine burn 'em in the sternum
They don't wanna go to war with ya
They ain't ready to bang or go to war with ya
So leave 'em alone, don't feed 'em the chrome
Y'all labels that stopped watching me
I tried to tell you before, I was ready, I was always hot property
Now look, I'm Diplomat slash ROC property
Stash rocks probably, fucka, you're not stopping me (OH!)
[Intro]
Yeah, c'mon
Y'all can't fuck with me, man
Let's do it, I got this
[Chorus]
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great
Bandana his face, blam hammers then skate, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Uh-oh, it's Santana the Great, OH!
Holla at your boy, OH!, holla at your boy, OH!
[Verse 1]
Uh, y'all don't know what crack sound like homie
Or what the MAC sound like when it's strapped on me
Please back off me
'Fore this MAC that's strapped on me, gets snatched off me
Cocked back used to crash your homies (OH!)
Y'all can't fuck with me man, I guarantee man
It's Santana the rap He-Man
Y'all Skeletors get your melons torched
When this weapon start letting off (OH!)
Santana no, don't hurt 'em, don't squirt 'em
Don't let the nine burn 'em in the sternum
They don't wanna go to war with ya
They ain't ready to bang or go to war with ya
So leave 'em alone, don't feed 'em the chrome
Y'all labels that stopped watching me
I tried to tell you before, I was ready, I was always hot property
Now look, I'm Diplomat slash ROC property
Stash rocks probably, fucka, you're not stopping me (OH!)
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