Álbum El Mariel de Pitbull - Canciones

El Mariel

Listado de canciones del álbum El Mariel

  1. IntroVer letra 1:56

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    letra de Intro

    Yea niggas, Welcome to Dade County
    Where we slang rocks that claim blocks
    And those red and blue lights just keep our streets hot
    C'mon and ride with a nigga so I can show you what Dade County really got
    See don't be fooled by South Beach
    Thinking when you come to the Bottom you can just run these streets
    You and your jewels are like a menu
    And trust me nigga we intend to eat
    Fuck around and cross that I-395
    You just run into a bunch of dead end streets
    Niggas with wifebeaters and bare feet
    That's right, I'm talking straight goon style
    Go beyond that about 3 miles and you're now entering the infamous Lil Havana
    Now I know yall studio gangsters be vibing off the movie "Scarface"
    But the wrong move in this place, you'll fuck around and meet the real Tony Montana
    So fuck them palm trees
    I got shit for you to really see
    Like there's a graveyard with bury sub with niggas buried 4 generations deep
    And I aint even talking about sister lined next to brother


    I'm talking granddaddy to grandmother piled up on top of each other
    And all that rap about you're Lil Haiti connections?
    Nigga you don't even know a real zo
    But I can introduce you to one that'll kick in your door
    Put you faced down on the floor
    And have your whole family wiring money from Chicago
    But you a star, though
    Okay, nigga if you a real G
    This is where you tell your car to go
    Opa Locka
    Where there is continuous spotlight helicopters and a triangle full of choppers
    Carol City will make holes in you so big, they can't be plugged by doctors
    Nigga, this is the real Dade County
    Where we are soldiers from birth to the hurst
    That's why my childhood consisted of a bulletproof vest and a pyrex
    Nigga, you haven't even seen the real Miami, yet
    So Welcome to Miami-Dade County, the real Miami
    Where we live and die, for life

  2. Miami S*** 3:22
  3. Come See MeVer letra 3:07

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    letra de Come See Me

    Toomp!
    Que hola!
    Esto para la gente que rapiando(?) y no sabe lo que estan hablando
    They dont call me Mr. 3-0-5 for nothing.
    I earned that shit!
    Dale!!
    Whoooo ow!

    [Hook:]
    I dont mess with the smack
    I dont mess with the blow
    I dont mess with the crack
    Not me, no mo'
    Wanna[?] holla at a latin broad (Come see me!)
    And if you try'na get that money, buddy (Come see me!)

    [Verse 1:]
    Ya'll can play, thugs and gangstas while I
    get this money with these lords and bankers
    I was, watching Scarface dreaming of becoming Tony,
    Schemin, Triple beamin, double teamin bitches with my homies
    I got no blame(?) its just some bitches understand my story
    And anger problems, my brother usually wont hear before me
    Rap had me, wanting to be a dope boy
    Now I rap, I stay away from that dope, boy
    It's destiny, I was breast fed that coke boy
    and when you seem them chicos better call them folks boy
    I'm putting ya'll on the game
    I'm hearing raps about coke and crack (crack?)
    to be honest they all sound the same
    Pit is off the chain (chain?)
    Yea, That's set in stone (stone?)
    So leave him alone (lone?)
    Boy, leave him alone
    Pit's reporting live (live!)
    from D-A-D-E
    Gotta problem buddy?
    Come see me!

    [Hook x2]

    [Verse 2:]
    Fuck whos the baddest a person's status depends on salary
    This for them Cuban's losing life over Fidel's mentality
    Treat a hater like golf and put a hole in one
    I dont carry guns but my dawg's holdin' one
    Ya'll boys flip bricks, These boys flip tons
    One time Fat Joe, Rest In Peace Big Pun
    This how I do it do it
    Spit English and Spanish fluent
    Then if you dont know I suggest
    You pay close attention to it
    Pit's here now
    This how it's going down
    Kilos and pounds
    Goin town to town
    Fortunately thats not my life no mo'
    If its gotta do with dope
    For me its a no go
    Pit's one of a kind
    Pit's ahead of his time
    I'm nowhere near my prime
    I'm always on the grind
    I'm reporting live
    From D-A-D-E
    Gotta problem buddy?
    Come see me!

    [Hook x2]

    Come see me! [x4]

    Composición: Aldrin Davis
  4. JealousoVer letra 4:03

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    letra de Jealouso

    I can see it in ya eyes
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can see ya wanna ride
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)

    I see ya mami makin' eyes, buddy
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can give ya what ya like
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)

    Now stop
    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Get farrel fa'real
    I went from pounds and pills
    Straight to accounts and deals
    Now everything shiny and steel, tell ya man to chill
    Girl, work them heels, lemme see ya do what ya feel
    Let me see work for these bills
    Baby, I'm sick with it, mami, I'm I'll ill
    Miami's the crib, like it or not, that's what it is

    Wow, I'm makin' the crib
    Y'all like strippers when they makin' it rain
    Y'all fightin' for tips and pit is the shit
    No ifs, ands or buts about
    Tell ya man these boys about it
    Can he do it better, I doubt it
    Now stop

    I can see it in ya eyes
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can see ya wanna ride
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)

    I see ya mami makin' eyes, buddy
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can give ya what ya like
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    Now stop

    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Mira mami, dile tu poso
    Que no su pongas jealouso
    See ya man right here he boy
    He off the chain and ya man, well he's just so so
    Que no se haga loco
    No disrespect, but yo woman's the one you need to check
    And that's fo sho

    See, ho problems ain't no problems
    Don't hate the game cuz that ain't gone solve em
    I can tell by her look that she wanna ride with me
    And later ride on me
    Go shawty
    This just how we do
    Me I got three, farrell he got two
    And they all wanna get wet and hot
    Now stop

    I can see it in ya eyes
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can see ya wanna ride
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)

    I see ya mami makin' eyes, buddy
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can give ya what ya like
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    Now stop

    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Get it

    A breecky-bracka bree
    (Move a lot)
    A breecky-bracka brah
    (Shake a lot)
    A breecky-bracka bree
    (Move a lot)
    A breecky-bracka brah
    (Shake a lot)

    A breecky-bracka bree
    (Move a lot)
    A breecky-bracka brah
    (Shake a lot)
    A breecky-bracka bree
    (Move a lot)
    A breecky-bracka brah
    (Shake a lot)

    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')
    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')
    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')
    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')

    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')
    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')
    Badda
    (No, keep on goin')
    Badda
    (Now stop)

    I can see it in ya eyes
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I can see ya wanna ride
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    I see ya mami makin' eyes, buddy
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)

    I can give ya what ya like
    Wussup, wussup
    (Wussup, wussup)
    Now stop
    Make them girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Make them girls jealousa

    (Bang, bang)
    Make them boys jealouso
    (Bang, bang)
    Mami make them other girls jealousa
    (Bang, bang)
    Then we make the club jealouso
    (Bang, bang)

    Composición: Pharrell Williams
  5. Que Tu Sabes d'Eso 4:03
    Composición: Alex Francis, Jason Farmer, Joseph Cartagena, Rodrigo NavarraFeaturing: Fat Joe, Sinful
  6. Fademaster SkitVer letra 0:37

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    letra de Fademaster Skit

    What it is, what it ain't
    Y'all already know what it is
    El mariel album
    If you don't know about this shit
    Then you don't know about a goddamn thing
    Cause this is history right here, baby boy
    This is 1980 my friend
    El mariel, real deal
    Mi no siento ochenta
    And if you don't know about this shit, my nigga
    My nigga, if you in school, drop out of school
    Or wherever the fuck you is

  7. Be QuietVer letra 3:22

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    letra de Be Quiet

    [Intro:]
    Shakespeare
    Mr. 305
    This is to them boys that be in the club that talk a whole lot of nothing

    [Chrous:]
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    Let's ride (let's ride)
    Let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride

    [Verse 1:]
    I'm rolling
    Through the backstreets
    Them boys don't applaude
    But they clap heat
    I'm in that seven forty-fizzle
    with them dark boys on it low key
    Blowing that oooh-eee...
    Jump out They like who's he?
    Imma snatch about two or three
    It's a Dade thing when you speak cocaine
    Slash perico, chi chi get the yayo mang
    I'm stating facts
    This where we from
    The bottom dawg
    This where you come
    When you need it, want it, don't got it, in the drought
    Looking for a good price
    Hit 95 south
    K's as in kilos
    P's as in pounds
    E as in ex,
    We got it on deck
    So show some respect
    To the cocaine capital
    Dade-County bitch!

    [Chrous:]
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    Let's ride (let's ride)
    Let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride

    [Verse 2:]
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    I'm cool, I'm quiet
    A couple shots will put yo ass on a diet
    This is for them big boys
    Doing them big things
    In the big chevy's
    With them big rims
    Making big noise
    With them big speakers
    And anytime they cook yaye
    Its some big beakers
    Listen buddy
    We off the chain
    Now what they do, what it is, what it ain't
    Listen buddy
    We off the chain
    I suggest you hand over them thangs
    I got my game from Jose Antonio Armando Perez Torrez
    Ese si era mi consorte
    And I missed ya dad
    But I know you watching me
    With you in heaven
    I know ain't stopping me
    The game is mine now
    I'm building ---
    I'm just tryna get paper like Seinfeld
    Sign, seal, deliver: Its done
    Ready or not, here I come
    Dale!

    [Chrous:]
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    Shhh...
    Be quiet
    Keep it cool, you don't wanna start a riot
    Let's ride (let's ride)
    Let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let's ride, let's ride, let's go (let's go)
    Let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride (hey, hey)
    Now let the beat ride
    Shhh...

    Composición: Mario Antonio Gonzalez
  8. Ay Chico (Lengua Afuera) 3:25
    Composición: Michael Crooms
  9. FuegoVer letra 3:49

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    letra de Fuego

    [Intro:]
    Oh, I already see what it is
    He thinks he's a gangsta
    Mr. Collipark!

    [Chorus:]
    You think you gangsta cause you did time
    Well listen here gangsta, don't cross the line
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego

    [Verse 1:]
    Beamers and impala's
    Thugs and them ballers
    Ain't nothing safe
    When them things start (jiga jiga jiga jiga jiga)
    Look meng, keep thinking we shook meng
    Do 'em like - and cook meng
    You ain't ready for them things to (jiga jiga jiga jiga jiga)
    Look chump, you really think you live?
    Then we can take this thing outside
    Pop the door, pop the trunk
    And let them things (jiga jiga jiga jiga jiga)

    [Chorus:]
    You think you gangsta cause you did time
    Well listen here gangsta, don't cross the line
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego

    [Verse 2:]
    Si me van a tirar, tiren bien
    A mi no me importa quien
    Un consejo que lo piensen bien
    Ten cuidado que yo vengo a cien, preparate
    Yo no juego juegos
    Lo unico que tengo es mi palabra y los dos huevos
    So respeten el movimiento
    Oye y deja el invento, penco
    Mira papo lo siento
    Pero la verdad es que ellos no pueden con esto
    Y si tu creen que lo tienen bien puesto
    Entonces ponte apuesto
    Dale!

    [Chorus:]
    You think you gangsta cause you did time
    Well listen here gangsta, don't cross the line
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego

    [Verse 3:]
    I'll blow yo lights out
    Them Dade County boys ride chevy's with the pipes out
    And they quick to put the pipe out
    My question is: "Who the fuck wanna fight now?"
    When you ride by the blocks in Opa-Locka all they scream is "Yayo Yayo!"
    Este cubanito no es Willy Chrino pero ya el llego, llego
    This my time, my time
    My turn, my turn
    My grind, my grind
    If you think it's a game, play with it right

    [Chorus:]
    You think you gangsta cause you did time
    Well listen here gangsta, don't cross the line
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego
    Ten cuidado con el fuego (It'll burn you!)
    Ten cuidado con el fuego

    [Outro:]
    Mr. Collipark
    If you think it's a game, play with it right...
    Ain't nothing safe when them guns start...

    Composición: Michael Crooms
  10. Rock BottomVer letra 4:31

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    letra de Rock Bottom

    Damn, it can't get no worse than this cause I done hit rock bottom
    I'mma get up on a muthafuckin' sack
    And a big ass bottle to solve all my problems
    I'm goin' in circles man, goin' in circles man
    Sometimes I feel like, feel like I'm goin' in circles man

    Damn, if you a man put some
    Muthafuckin' food on the table
    That's what she said but still a nigga wasn't able
    To get up some bread for the rent, lights, and cable
    The gas and water
    She actin like I'm tryna starve her
    And I know the baby growin'
    And her belly gotta eat too

    Only thing I got left is this gun on my belt
    If I can't feed myself how I'mma feed you?
    How I'mma ride with this tank on empty, sellin
    Yola hoping that the jakes dont get me
    Cause when I leave the crib man that thang go wit' me
    My nigga from the jets got stained for a 50
    Sack of the hard
    Tryna match you a broad

    Got 'em shot up in his car by a muthafuckin' dope fiend
    A bitch tryna get a fix, put my nigga in a ditch
    We been hittin them licks since we was 14
    Now they say you in a calmer place
    I couldn't tell by the looks on yo' momma face

    Now everytime she look at me I see a look of disgrace
    She disappointed by the dreams we was lookin' to chase
    Cause we was cookin' the base and we was flippin' the spinach
    And if a nigga violated then we handled our business
    We never knew one day the street shit would catch up with us
    And I don't roll with many niggas, you was one of the realest
    I'm like

    Damn, open my mailbox and all I get to see is bill after bill
    Shit kinda slow ain't no real money be comin' in but yo, I still got ten on the kil'
    Ten on the drank, a nigga be on ten when I'm sober
    To get me over keep me full of the poison
    My nigga rich doin' a bid they sent the boys in
    To get him if I would've been wit' him I woulda joined him
    And now I'm out here lurkin' the streets wit' no work
    Feelin' like my throat been cut wit' no plug

    You know just what I mean if you ever done sold drugs
    Finna rob me a nigga cause I ain't got no love
    And I ain't got no qualification for no career move
    People up in corporate america probably fear dude
    Gettin' shine off of my rhyme for like a year or two
    Still got the police lights up in my rearview
    Damn, as I sit behind a tint, in a car full of smoke
    Hopin' this officer don't do nothin' to make me have
    To hurt him cause it's over if I get caught up with this dope

    Give me a coal, might aswell hang me from a rope
    Cause the government lynchin' niggas more than ever before
    Sort of like the slavery days but if we? The change
    Then how the fuck is we supposed to grow?
    They got a nigga like damn

    Composición: Bernard J. Freeman, Ernst Dimanche, Frank RomanFeaturing: Bun B, Cubo
  11. Amanda Diva SkitVer letra 0:41

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    letra de Amanda Diva Skit

    These words are written in blood
    On red and white lines
    Rhymes to the beat of a war drum that cries
    Like mothers whose sons were sent to fight
    And widows whose spouses souls are
    All that keep them warm at night
    Underneath spacious skies where
    Stars look more like bulletholes

    And the haze of the clouds more like shrouds
    I swear I smell gunsmoke, when I inhale too deep
    Cause cheap lies have caused the loss of priceless lives
    Bush is duckin the truth while the few
    And the proud dodge landmines
    Niggaz is doin time for gettin caught with a dime

    But he will never be indicted for his crimes against this nation
    Impatient with waiting it's time we fall in line
    And stop, falling for the lies
    The war ain't only in iraq
    It's time we fight back, for control of our minds

    Músicos invitados: Khalil (Recorded By)
  12. Blood Is Thicker Than WaterVer letra 4:05

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    letra de Blood Is Thicker Than Water

    (feat. Redd Eyez)

    I Know Ya'll Listen To My Music (Red Eyes) But What I'mma Do Know Is Try And Describe My Life To Ya'll

    [Pitbull:]
    Sometimes I Fell Like I'm Loosing It
    My Life Is Upside Down
    A Gift And A Curse That's My Life Now
    There Is No Looking Or Turning Back
    I Used To Watch Coke Turn To Crack That's What Made Me Turn To Rap
    I Fell Like Keanu Reeves In The Movie Devils Advocate
    Confused But Blessed With Extravagance
    I Thank God For All The Opportunities
    Given The Opportunity Dem Boys Would Put Two In Me (Bla Bla Bla)
    We Live In The Land Of The Free, Hustlers And Thieves
    I Made Money Now I Got Uncle Sam Hustling
    Me For A Quarter Of What I Make
    Hand A Quarter Sentence To A Fake And Watch Them Turn State (That's Right)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Until The Fed's Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Most Of These Fools Are Characters
    Men With No Character Welcome To America
    Where We Fight For Freedom
    If Ain't About Oil Than We Don't Need Them
    Ain't That The Truth?
    Pitbull I'm Just Tell Ya'll The Way I Fell
    Thank God That God Made Me To Keep It Real

    [Chorus:]
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Until The Fed's Step In (That Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till That Fame Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till Dem Bitches Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till That Money Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)

    [Red Eyes:]
    Huh Hun Yo
    After The Turf War The Smoke Clears
    All These Years Around These Busta I'm Convinced There Ain't No Hope Here
    In The Past Four Years Of My Lifetime I Witness Leaders Sacrifice Freedom Just To Get This Pipeline
    Guess I'm Chosen At The Right Time Mama Stress
    Facing The Table And She's Snorting Up White Line
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water
    In A Few Cases Your Daughter Can Have Touched For The Money That In Dem Suit Case
    Tighten My Shoelaces The Fugitive Running
    In Fear Of A Criminal Past Cuz Dem Folks Is Coming
    I've Been Wrongfully Judged Being From This Environment
    The City Gangs Planning Retirement
    I'mma A Dade Nigga
    Voicing My Set Cuz A Spray Quick
    Took Some Of The Same Steps Through Little Haiti As These Main Nigga (Like Who) Hit Man, Big Dogg, And Shehound
    Ya'll Predict It Back Then Shit I See It Know

    [Chorus:]
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Until The Fed's Step In (That Just The Way It Is )
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till That Fame Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till Dem Bitches Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till That Money Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)

    [Pitbull:]
    I Escape Poverty (Poverty)
    I Don't Own Jewelry Motherfucker I Own Property
    You Can Send Dem Tsunamis That Hit Indonesia (But But But)
    Ain't No Motherfucking Thing Stopping Me
    Like Good Coke I'm A Good Swimmer God Knows I Done Lost But God Dam I'm A Good Winner
    It Feels Great To Make Something Out Of Nothing Yea I'm Humble But I Tell Ya'll To Push A Chico's Buttons
    And Watch How Them Thing Get To Dumping
    Real-Estate New York Game Now You Saying Something
    I Only Talk About What I Know About
    Illegal Turn Legal This Year That's What I'm All About
    I'm From The South And I Ain't Gonna Lie
    At Fist Time I Preach Ye Till God Struck Me With Pride
    I Was Confused Now I'm Like Let's Ride
    305 Till I Die
    305 Till I Die

    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Until The Fed's Step In (That Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till That Fame Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till Dem Bitches Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)
    Blood Is Thicker Than Water (At Least They Say It Is)
    Till That Money Step In (That's Just The Way It Is)

    Composición: James Pierre, Michael CiprianoFeaturing: Redd Eyezz
  13. Jungle FeverVer letra 4:02

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    letra de Jungle Fever

    [intro]
    Ehhh
    Wyclef with Pitbull,
    the clubs ain't safe tonight

    [Chorus - Wyclef]
    Mamacita so nice to meet ya,
    You drunk off that rum,
    You shouldn't drive tonight,
    Give me the key to that beemer,
    She looked at me and laughed,
    Started shakin her ass,
    She said her brother just came home
    From the jungle
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh

    [Verse 1 - Pitbull]
    It's a jungle sometimes.
    it makes me wonder
    How I keep from goin under
    With all these around me.
    I got em all colors, shapes and sizes,
    I'm in over my head, these women gone drown me.
    Spike Lee was definitely talkin bout me when he made that movie 'Jungle Fever'.
    'Cause I like em a little bit darker
    Take it from the back to the front, Rosa Parkuh
    But to tell you the truth, it makes no difference
    As long as they know what they doin when it's time to get busy
    We can take it from the floor to the bed from the bed to the kitchen
    Coffee with no cream,
    That's like a rock with no fiend
    Martin Luther King with no dream,
    John Lennon Couldn't even imaging such a thing
    And for those that don't know nothin,
    Welcome to the jungle,
    'Clef tell em somethin

    [Chorus - Wyclef]
    Mamacita so nice to meet ya,
    You drunk off that rum,
    You shouldn't drive tonight,
    Give me the key to that beemer,
    She looked at me and laughed,
    Started shakin her ass,
    She said her brother just came home
    From the jungle
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh

    [Verse 2 - Pitbull]
    COMO?!
    If you got that hot blood
    Esto es pa' la gente con sangre caliente,
    Turn around now back up,
    Preparate mujer que mi lengua es de fuego,
    Morenita que rica esta,
    She don't speak spanish, Aii mama,
    That's cool 'cause I'll put the spanish in ya,
    And by the end of the night you'll say aii papa.
    I'm that chico that got a fetish with women
    Light skin red bones they blow my mind
    I'm that chico that'll get em and hit em
    Now all of a sudden they wanna be mine
    Stop playin with me
    Say it with me,
    Dale papi, dale papi ohhh
    And for those that don't know nothin,
    Welcome to the jungle,
    'Clef tell em somethin

    [Chorus - Wyclef]
    Mamacita so nice to meet ya,
    You drunk off that rum,
    You shouldn't drive tonight,
    Give me the key to that beemer,
    She looked at me and laughed,
    Started shakin her ass,
    She said her brother just came home
    From the jungle
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh
    OH
    eh oh eh oh eh oh eh oh eh


    [Interjection - Pitbull]
    It's that jungle fever
    Fever
    It's that jungle fever
    Fever,
    watch out watch out
    It's that jungle fever
    Fever
    It's that jungle fever
    Fever
    It's that jungle fever
    Fever
    watch out watch out
    It's that jungle fever

    [Explanation - Pitbull]
    Now what I'mma do is uh, explain this uh, jungle fever to yall,
    This doesn't necessarily mean I like uh, dark women,
    Doesn't necessarily mean I don't like dark women,
    What it means is, uh:
    to get nasty;
    To get freaky;
    To do things you've never done before;
    To act like an animal straight out the jungle, that's jungle fever.
    Whites, Black, Latin, Chinese, lo que sea.
    You know what I'm talkin bout, right Clef?

    haaa

    Composición: Javier Gamboa, Robin Garcia, Wyclef JeanFeaturing: Wyclef JeanMúsicos invitados: Oobie (Vocals [Additional])
  14. Hey You GirlVer letra 3:46

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    letra de Hey You Girl

    hahaha

    yo its dat left field..thinkin out the box
    never thought it would happen..never though we could do it
    jim jones… pitbull



    (CHORUS)
    hey you girl you turning me on (the way she sex)
    hey you girl you turning me on (the way she moves)
    hey you girl you turning me on (she so nasty)
    hey you girl you turning me on

    she's outrageous and with that thing she got she contagious
    pretty please girl get in my face with it
    I swear I don't wanna hit it i wanna taste it

    Hey lets party all night long to the morning(2x)


    This something new for the public dem dem dem djs
    Gone love it dem dem dem dough boys gone pump it
    From from from nothing to something
    Pitt pitt pitt keeping them jumpin
    Naw naw naw naw now what the bussniess is
    I went from went from went from poor to ownin bussniesses
    I live my dream dream
    I buy a couple of properties instead of dat bling bling

    But forget bout that girl let me see that tongue ring
    let me see that tongue ring
    let me see that tongue ring
    let me see that tongue ring




    get it
    get it
    get it
    get it
    get it
    the dayum thing
    but before we get freaky let me tell
    me tell you one thang(2x)



    (CHORUS)

    she's outrageous and with that thing she got she contagious
    pretty please girl get in my face
    I swear I don't wanna hit it i wanna taste it



    Heyyyyyyyy lets party all night long to the morning(2x)


    hey you girl with the tight up shirt
    shake shake it don't break it take it take it
    down to the floor
    make it make it do things you never done before
    baby baby you crazy all the lady ladys get low
    you yeah you baby you know what to do
    and then you and me baby we can do what we do
    breathe hard yeah hard and they can come in too
    and they can all have fun
    you know grindin for sure



    (CHORUS)

    she's outrageous and with that thing she got she contagious
    pretty please girl get in my face
    I swear I don't wanna hit it i wanna taste it


    Heyyyyyyyy lets party all night long to the morning(2x)


    I said weo weo weo
    weo weo weo wea


    shake shake it don't break it take it take it

    down to the floor
    down to the floor
    down to the floor
    down to the floor
    down to the floor


    (CHORUS)

    she's outrageous and with that thing she got she contagious
    pretty please girl get in my face
    I swear I don't wanna hit it i wanna taste it

    Composición: Jim Jonsin
  15. RaindropsVer letra 4:15

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    letra de Raindrops

    Anjuli Star,
    Pitbull
    this dedicated to everybody who lost somebody important in their life, dont worry their in a better place now.

    (Anjuli Stars)
    I fear not what the future holds
    But more what the future unfolds
    Cus I'm dying each time that I breathe in life without you (yeah)
    Every hour solemn I need you
    Undevoured I'm falling now what can I do
    There's so much to give
    If only I had my hands to fix what you did
    So I hold it inside watch as it dies
    I can't even look at the sky its burning my eyes
    Similar to cigarette smoke I wish I could float far away from here
    (Chorus)
    Raindrops
    I hope one day that this pain stops (no no)
    Raindrops
    I hope one day that this pain stops
    Washing me away
    Washing me away
    Washing me away
    Washing me away

    (Pitbull)
    I miss you dad

    Still dealing with my the death of my father
    Still dealing with the death of my best friend
    Eddie I'm a miss you dog
    But you know that I'm a ride to the end (I love you)
    I didn't cry when you died
    But im a let my tears fall on the track
    My brother yula just came home
    And it feels good to have him back
    (Welcome home dog)
    See everything happens for a reason
    You don't know what you had till its gone
    That's why im a take advantage of the fact im breathin
    And the words of this song are
    Dedicated to eddie and maria
    But I know in the future Im a see ya
    I know your both looking down on me , proud
    I know ya both love me
    (chorus)
    Raindrops
    I hope one day that this pain stops (no no)
    Raindrops
    I hope one day that this pain stops
    Washing me away
    Washing me away
    Washing me away
    Washing me away

    See in life things go wrong
    If it don't kill you its only goin make you strong
    So you must hold on
    If everything was right then theres something wrong
    Ironic aint it thats just the way life is
    That's why I thank god every chance that I get for blessing me
    With beautiful kids

    What's victory with no laws
    What's smiling with no tears
    Whats love with no hate
    Whats courage with no fears
    Just think about it and apply to your life
    And no matter what the problem is
    Don't worry baby keep your head up
    Its goin be alright

    (chorus)

    Composición: Anjuli Stars, Hugo Diaz, Luis Diaz (2)Featuring: Anjuli Stars
  16. VoodooVer letra 3:47

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    letra de Voodoo

    Dominicano
    Caco e maco salta cocote
    Cubano
    Caco e maco salta cocote
    Boricua
    Caco e maco salta cocote
    Mexicano

    [x2]
    Stop actin like you wont when you will
    Stop actin like you aint what you is
    Girl imma give you what you need
    Now tell me what it is

    I can see it in your eyes
    I can see it in your face
    It's in your blood you promiscuous
    Girl bring your friends (friends)
    2, 3, 4, 5
    Matter fact bring 10
    We can go all out
    We could go all night
    We could do all the things that you like
    Cuz Pitty do the things that your man wont
    Pitty do the things that your man dont
    Turn around (Woot Woot)
    Pull over that
    Move back (Woot Woot)
    It's over
    This sheet goes back
    Lil Jon on the track
    And we swingin like...

    [x2]
    Ahora toda la mujeres solteras
    Pon las manos parriva que esperas (hey)
    Dale

    Caco e maco salta cocote [x4]

    Hit em with the hook now

    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)

    Stop actin like you wont when you will
    Stop actin like you aint what you is
    You a freak
    Im a freak
    Now tell me for real
    Whats the deal


    Are you ready for whatever cmon baby
    You gone ****
    Imma ****
    Everybody on the atlas knows
    You can see Pit with a bare one
    Everywhere you go
    No flaws
    No stuntin
    No chains
    No rims
    No money
    No pimps
    Thats right
    Imma show you how chico do
    Permiso mami
    Como anda yo soy Armando
    Es un placer en conocerte
    Ojala mas tarde puedo verte

    [x2]
    Toda la mujeres solteras
    Pon las manos parriva que esperas (hey)
    Dale

    Caco e maco salta cocote [x4]

    Hit em with the hook now

    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)

    Get lower, lower [x4]
    Get higher, higher [x4]

    [x2]
    No pare sigue sigue [x3]
    Sigue sigue como?

    Caco e maco salta cocote [x4]

    Hit em with the hook now

    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    A que no se le olvida (hey hey)
    Dale loquita (hey hey)

    Composición: Craig Love, Jonathan Smith, LaMarquis JeffersonMúsicos invitados: LaMarquis Jefferson (Bass), Craig Love (Guitar)
  17. Descarada (Dance)Ver letra 3:02

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    letra de Descarada (Dance)

    (feat. Vybz Kartel)

    Tu bailas como una descarada
    Pero a mi me encanta, dale descarada
    Tu bailas como una descarada
    Pero a mi me encanta, dale descarada

    Turn that thing around
    Turn that thing around
    Turn that thing around
    Get your ass up and dance!

    Say the same thing now
    And we gone tear (tear) this thing (thing) down
    Mami drop (drop) to the floor
    Bring it
    Bring it
    Bring it back
    Lick your lips, then (then) turn around

    Mami in front of me tryin' to be a freak-a-leak
    Mami in front of me bendin' over, how sweet!
    She showed me her hmmm!
    I showed her my hmmm!
    She like "you crazy!"
    I'm like "you crazy!"

    Order (order) nother round (round) of shots
    You go (go) girl
    Go drop (drop) like it's hot
    This just how we (we)
    Get (get)
    Down (down)
    And (and)
    It (it)
    Wont (wont) stop

    Here we go again, hands high
    Kill 'em with the flow again, hands high
    Kill 'em with the flow again there's no excuse
    Get your ass up and dance!

    [Repeat Chorus]

    Composición: Adidja Palmer, Donovan BennettFeaturing: Vybz Kartel
  18. Dime [Remix] 5:07
  19. Bojangles [Remix] 4:29
  20. Born N RaisedVer letra 4:16

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    letra de Born N Raised

    (feat. DJ Khaled, Trick Daddy & Rick Ross)

    [Intro:]
    Born and Raised in the County of Dade (ahhhh)
    Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade. [continues in background]
    DJ Khaled!
    When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5
    Trick Daddy! (When I ride, I ride for Trey-0-5)
    Rick Ross!
    Pitbull!
    The Bottom!
    Listenn Nigga!

    [Trick Daddy:]
    Till a nigga D-I-E, I be forever thuggin baby!
    the same nigga that's why the streets still love me baby!
    Bitch I'm from Dade County.
    See I'm a 7-Trey Chevrolet Impala DUNK ridah.
    I'll blow ya doors off.
    You race your car 'gainst my car,
    I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
    And when I take off, it's like i TOOK off.
    And when i ride by, it's like i FLY by.
    You like a slow motion.
    All in 3-D.
    Cuz everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
    I fit the description,
    Black Tee an dickies, big glock wit me,
    real Dade County Nigga!

    [Pitbull:]
    [Intro:]
    It's that little chico Pitbull,
    I'd just like to welcome y'all to where I been born, (ey Khaled spin that up dog!)
    I been raised... In the County of Dade, you know?
    You got them boys that pass by in them old school chevies wit the top downs,
    Beats that, you know, make the trunk rattle, rear-views shake,
    Then they look at you wit they golds in they mouth
    Let you know what it is.
    [Verse:]
    I been born and raised in the county of dade,
    The land of the haze, the cocaine capitol.
    We aint just hittin you buddy, we Warren Sapp'n ya.
    We comin hard like them Cubans in the 80's dog.
    Go ahead, throw it in the pot I bet it's raw,
    pero ten cuidado con un tumbe porque se lo llevan todo
    llama al babalaow preguntale por un depojo
    pero tu no puedes con los lobos
    Everything that I do, do,
    Everything that I say, say,
    Everywhere that I go I let 'em know hey I'm from the County of Dade!
    Old school chevy heavy,
    Old school niggas preachin,
    Young niggas wild'n gettin rich of keys and violence.
    Trick, he's the mayor.
    Luke, he's the king.
    I'm Mr. 305, put that on a triple-beam.
    I bet it weigh out more than a boat load of keys,
    Holla at them haitians, let them know this licks on me.
    What's up? Dade.

    [Rick Ross:]
    [Intro:]
    You see him.
    You see him.
    Ross.
    You see him.
    You see him.
    Trick.
    Pitbull.
    DJ Khaled.
    305 M-i-yayo.
    (Born and raised, born and raised born and raised in the County of Dade.)
    [Verse:]
    I got road dogs doin that 20-to-life,
    You try me, and ima get 20 tonight.
    You think your bitch bad, boy i got 20 alike,
    Not the car but you know i be pushin the white.
    Dippin chevy in syrup,
    Digital dash,
    No bank accounts,
    My money in bags.
    Go do the physics,
    Cause when i whip it,
    And i love to whip it,
    That's just another digit.
    This is my city, in my city ya gotta tote fire.
    Over town, they'll bust ya head cuz it won't slide.
    Brown sub will wet ya ass like a dunk ride.
    You're dead wrong for thinkin them chicos won't ride.
    Opa Locka revolve around that big 4-5.
    Them lil haitians they take ya ass for a boat ride.,
    In carol city, niggas quick to board the plane wit it,
    Unpack the sack and kill the game wit it! (ROSS!)

    [Outro:]
    Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
    Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
    Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised, Born Born and Raised in the County of Dade.
    Born Born and Raised, Born and Raised, Born and Raised in the County of Dade.

    [Outro Verse: DJ Khaled]
    Yeah it's DJ Khaled, do or die, Big Dog Pitbull, Terror Squad-ian, a.k.a the Beat Novacaine.
    Rest in Peace to my dog Uncle Al!
    I rep my city.
    Dade County

  21. OutroVer letra 1:10

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    letra de Outro

    A 1980 exodus of 125,000 dreams, a quest to find out what freedom really means at any cost.
    Boat loads of Cubans lost in a maze of red tape and hate, entered this country through the bottom of the united states and straight set up shop.
    As Arthur McDuffie was being beat to death by four white cops this world was about to face the music.
    Between the El Mariel and the 1980 riots, we as minorities Americans could no longer take our freedom for granted and misuse it because incase you haven't notices we've gone from the El Mariel boatlift to the Hurricane Katrina bus lift with the same response.
    With America standing to help us with one hand on her hips and the other one on her guns.
    Like 9/11 some how made us all Americans but it took a tragedy to make us all feel like we were one.
    You see the El Mariel boatlift, Hurricane Katrina and the Oklahoma bombings, we all got something in common and that's the desire to enjoy a freedom that can not be rearranged by fear.
    To let nothing stand in the way of the freedom of those who chose to live here so today is 1980 again and I'm that bus that crashed through the gates of the Peruvian embassy.
    I hope that when I spit this poem the whole world will remember me.
    I'm screaming like [something] give us us our free, me Pitbull and this industry.

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