El-Rey

[Intro: Bodega Bamz] V Don Salute, God Tan Boys [Verse 1] Just rap, music slash visionary Dodge the pen with the pen, not the cemetery Lyrically push the envelope with every mp3 released More rappers deceased The game needs a sweep, look before you seek Pull up in a Rolls, a rose out concrete Grew up on the Lox, underrated like Sheek They were told, so they old, not you, but me Drop the price to kill competition Cop two chains, my ice like repetition I don't fabricate, tell lies or predictions I'm a soldier at war, Tom Cruise through the mission Accomplished with precision, those words too big for ya Let me make it simpler, just to get rid of ya King of Manhattan, wearing chancletas Tan flag, que bonita bandera [Hook] Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the hood saying Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the bitches saying Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the killers saying Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the dealers saying [Verse 2] Chincilla in the summer how you fake Don't turn into a mark for the ice like Messier I'ma bring back agua, stop reaching for the well I leave the sea messy like Lionel Double S, Chevy Chevelle Head spin like Latrell, robbin', givin' niggas hell Kept the iron like Mike, Tyson The center of attention in NY, so why continue writin'? Fool, why continue fightin' When your heart pump sixteen handles? Before I turned eighteen, Papi lit up sixteen candles Break a beat down to the sample, middle finger Fuck you, suck a dick, then I say thank you Grateful for the dead, that's word to Jesus sandels King of uptown, wearing chancletas Tan flag, que bonita bandera [Hook] Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the hood saying Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the bitches saying Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the killers saying Bodega, Bodega, Bodega, Bodega I got the dealers saying