Habits Delinquent Here Come The Horns Lyrics

Here Come The Horns Lyrics

Here comes the horns... 



(Verse 1)



Step back when I bring the swing 

Like the american pastime 

That alow deliver to stack up black night 

Makin' all funky like a futa 

Hang, four to you make more funky like a from free 

Masta, blocked like a ketshup scream 

Is so MB in sun llamas to you funk that grill 

Is the same delificius at the radios' DJ 

The fake at the album collection, lookin' lookin' 

Rusia, puro delinquente session 

From sun up to sun down on a heart is my pleassure 

Put on maleta, now I can see you 

Thinkin' to yourself, dam I wish like to be you 

Wishin' we could be fool as harvest bit club 

You pal never trust to mark wako back yard party 

That is on town, is on town... 

That grows like the weels 

Can't loco with sprees 

Marco Polo, ha, you can't see me

Ha, you can't beat me

Fool, is so easy 

Delinquent Habits' little sun for the north 

So sit back and freest youself... 



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Here Comes The Horns... (x 3)



(Verse 2) 



Faullin' yourselves to bringin' mis rolas and we collect shit 

You test a lot at your party, potion to blade this 

It's all I got a bence so that the story estan it 

Come in my side get the braise you need to stay braned 

Yo, one of this story is part of something to happened 

Some days of party enemy, don't feel the fool I cropped 

So I just began to waisted because you ever tasted 

Get up the gente hypnotic I got they last tasted 

Some skin light man give me some psychedelic 

Where all be drump and the shit, so pomp nigga smell it 

They want fiesta, fiesta is what the habits give it 

Rappin' and --- is solamente we wanna ripp it

You hit this tasted will you do to keep you suffer now 

Mio-mine, some very wine probe a good time 

They will do we though 

And all the shit we do

Los delinquentes hoo.... 



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(Verse 3) 



El ritmo latino mas fino es lo que traigo 

Tu estilo, no puede conmigo, ta muy amargo 

Yo puedo mas facil contigo sin mis amigos 

Te falta un poco sabor, yo te lo digo 

Calmate cuate, yo tengo razón 

Dime como quiere bronca con el mas chingón 

A mi me cae bien casi toda la gente 

Si me cruzas boom te tumbo todos los dientes... 

No se que menace is comin' is poppa si yo voy check it out 

Fuckin' like a flame, my habits, watch out better bro 

Comin' and they see me brazos de steel faction 

I still clamin' kickin' lower eastside section 

If moki wanna blood, fool your better brotha 

Cuz it's checkin' a bro, proudin' con nigga brotha

Delinquent Habits' zoom at the north 

So sit back and freest youself... 



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