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letra de chinatown - chow mane

my smoke is stinky like the tofu down in chinatown
you in my turf you probably gon’ hear firecracker sounds
(brrap brrap) before i get to popping shit
i feed your dog chocolate, then eat it with my chopsticks
your baby know i’m hung like sammo
i just beat it up in my fake gucci sandals
it’s 2 live, i think i’m fresh kid ice
i might be chow mane, i go hard like old rice

i’m hot like the inside of a pot pie
i’m stunting like jack ma, my chain from alibaba
我说的话听得到吗, 你不要 none of this drama
this ain’t just a d-mn rap song, shoes off, don’t put it back on
this is my house, my dojo and the air smell like slow-mo
pockets look like a sumo, i been stacking green like soup co
firebender young zuko, heat clapping on ’em gave ’em kudos
flippin’ competition, judo, til they give it up like juno
lil’ asian girl from diamond bar, had diamonds on, like saranghae
i’m like ottoke, b-tch i ain’t korean just like anime
from the bay slappin’ too $hort
your 2×4, way too short
filling newports up with kaya pounds, from chinatown
my plug in the triads, he kinda look like he pacquiao
call me young miyagi, chop the bricks like it’s karate now
from the basement, 臭豆腐 my fragrance
what, b-tch i’m asian, 小心, 危险

my smoke is stinky like the tofu down in chinatown
you in my turf you probably gon’ hear firecracker sounds
my eyes are ch-nky ’cause genetics, and the herbal store
i ate so much green, i almost turned into a herbivore
back then we was fly like a g6
japanese denim with the creases
family trees is full of all my cousins and my nieces
f-ck integration, my grandma still don’t speak english

i’m bout the 蛋糕, bread, b-tch, 面包
grab the red envelopes and stuff em full of 钱 now
staying on the bucks, kareem abdul or chairman mao
and i could pop your head open like a 小笼包
i’m gizmo from the goonies, all about the booty
beat your grandma in mahjong and shag her like scooby
word to the buddha, i’m savage like the yakuza
i get to chopping off fingers if anyone touch my moolah
my goons from vietnam and they break you like com tam
them b-tches is abgs and they running the hair salons
all black, like them lambdas
never smoking that bammer
‘cuz chow got the answers from here to deanza
jasmine tea burning, i been serving dim sum
kickin’ wong fei hung, drunken master wing chun
yoke the joker, k!ll the shogun, smash chun li
i’m sun woo kong, king kong ain’t got shit on me

my smoke is stinky like the tofu down in chinatown
you in my turf you probably gon’ hear firecracker sounds
i think i’m donnie yen, i’m the ip man
the wu tang got they whole style from this shit fam
its ol’ dirty chow with the flow
i’m challenging anybody to a xiaolin showdown
strong like kakarot, in a different echelon
the year of the rooster is mine, so get comfy homie

- chow mane

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