[verse 1;]
Check this, órale, vato c'mon b*tches
From the east, i spit this shit, bringin' hiphop to the west
East coast, westcoast, anybody murderah
I dont give a f*ck, where u from, u know imma killah

Vato, loco, soy el numero uno
Cabr*nes, p*to, soy un pandillero
Gang sign, gang sign, up in the sky
Everybody c'mon put ur hands up high

No necesito, ur f*ckin' claim
Westside when ride come equipt with game
U claim to be latino but u fake ass cholo
Soy rintonito soy el numero uno

Who the f*ckin' real? u got no skill
And u never know, about how i feel
U ain't on ma level, i got ma own label
U know what im sayin, i'm a mothaf*ckin' rebel

Reff:
What the f*ck struggle? i'm a f*ckin' rebel
You ain't on my level, i got my own label
Truucha what you say! you know what im say?
No se puede comprar ese
Verse 2;
What the f*ck struggle? u dont f*ckin' know
You ain't on my level, b*tch dont you know?
Imma f*ckin' criminal, you just f*ckin' animal
F*ck you all, yo rhyme really minimal

You never do, 187
I'm just really kinda busy 24/7
Claim to be a playa, but this ma own game
F*ck you too b*tch, listen to ma rhyme

Dont u tryna f*ck with me, i dont give a f*ck homie
B*tches really hate me, u dont really wanna see
U know this is how we do, b*tches let me tellin' u
Truucha what u say, nobody give a f*ck about u

This rmc, pwt
U dont wanna see, if u really know me
No se puede comprar me
No se puede matar me
B*tch please, no se puede touch me