This ain't on a pop tip, Latin ConnectionThis ain't on a bilingual tip, Cuban ConnectionWe'll give it to you like this though, check me outI was coming, people said for me there's no hopeBut I went from broke to dope to be a no jokeQuote unquote a nigga off a refugee boatBut not much more than two cents and a tall coatWorking like a slave to become the masterHad a daddy everyday but I'm still a * *Punks get blasted, playing with the M.E.L. twiceMotherfucker, I'm nice, I went from broke as *To being dope as *Broker than a smoker, the clock and the big bucksSo come out next to me, I'm darlingBaby, don't you see me ballin'Became the man bringing cream home to Shorty and Toski* you haters, cause y'all beFightin' my style, takin' my steezBeggin' me please, on bentoneseWhen Meloizy's in the spot, yo, we keepin' scorchin' hotNiggas can't deal with the heat I gotBlow up the spot, hip hops on the menuThen I pop the beat, then I pop the beatSend you to the venue and I put it in youWe cut the G's, we make non-stop moneyWe takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funnySo if you take my steez, motherfucker, pleaseNext time I see you, better be on your kneesI invent the plan with cigarsOnce and then I turn on the video and everybody flossin'Back when Tony G and me got magicalWith the emphatical * that got his radicalWe got the pesos, the plata, and we was straightDon't hate that Melo's great, nigga, congratulatePunks, they sealed their fate when I'm out to get downWe got the pesos, the plata, and we was straightWhat a travesty, they jump up to get wet downNo other solo posse or MCCrew or clique out there can get with theeDon't dada, yo, I flip scripts like currencyRun, get your peeps, it's a fuckin' emergencyThere's a buck wild queuin' on the roofSwiggin' 80 proof, rockin' the goose and go toYou know my stageBreak down the auto mat in the black actAnd breathe, remember, Meezy's in the spotYo, we keepin' scorchin' hotNiggas can't deal with the heat I gotBlow up the spot, hip hops on the menuThen I send you to the venue and I put it in youWe cock the G's, we make non-stop moneyWe takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funnySo if you take my steez, motherfucker, pleaseNext time I see you, better be on your kneesYo, and all you other motherfuckers out thereStill sleepin' on it?It's the godfather, motherfuckerWhen I was out the game, I ran capers for the papers* it, little Melo need diapersCar needs wipers, broke into some VipersAnd got slick on some Hell's Angels bikersCause that money go fastWhen you're spendin' them chips on tricks and assWhips and gas, fuckin' tapes from RaskastTwenty bags of hash, yo, that * don't lastSo I got ill like girls on menstrual cyclesAnd started winnin' like white boys on motorcyclesI know you hatin' me for money makin'Waitin' for me to follow, be takin'But before you test, get the test pressedCause y'all niggas is a mess like transvestites in a dressNevertheless and furthermore, you're wackin'Tape is tissue, I wipe my ass with it just to address the issueBut Melo Ricci's in the spot, yo, we keep it scorchin' hotNiggas can't deal with the heat I gotBlow up the spot, hip hops on the menuThen I send you to the venue and I put it in youWe talk the cheese, we make non-stop moneyWe takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funnySo if you take my steez, motherfucker pleaseNext time I see you, better be on your kneesBut Melo Ricci's in the spot, yo, we keep it scorchin' hotNiggas can't deal with the heat I gotBlow up the spot, hip hops on the menuThen I send you to the venue and I put it in youWe talk the cheese, we make non-stop moneyWe takin' punks out, ain't a damn thing funnySo if you take my steez, motherfucker pleaseNext time I see you, better be on your knees