Juju - Se Acabo lyrics

[Method Man] Beatnuts, Mista Mef, you know how we do ("Se Acabo") [Ju Ju] Free drinks on the house, word Everybody drinking tonight (WHAT DA DEALLY?) Por ahi viene el perro, por ahi viene Cae la gorda por Yo check it out Swing a bat on you like the devil himself Put it on us, sickness or health Making you could only breathe wit help I ain't playin', you don't wanna hear what you sayin' yourself Hit the street wit incredible beats We renowned for tearin' it down Never have you heard a similar sound Like a drop off when sh** pop off, feel a hot one Side scorching from a hot gun n***as get lost in the buildings wit money and the children Not the type to talk too much and catch feelin' Dominican flag over the bed on the ceiling Protect everything I rep, that's the first thing Many things follow, bullets stay hollow You actin' like we don't chew, you can't swallow n***as try to change my plans, I'mma beat you till I break my hands Ju the German every place I stand ("Se Acabo") [Method Man] All day everyday ("Se Acabo") mothaf**ers! Step up front! What's goin' on? [Psycho Les] Aiyyo it's Big Psych, baby you don't want no problems s**ers want war, and yo bomb em Bring the heat, squeeze the flame torch Then peel out in a convertible gray Porsche Just in case your snitch wanna get payed off I'm three miles ahead of you, I took the plates off Pull out the chainsaws, It's a Musical Ma**acre Cut the head off the driver and the pa**enger Sic my dogs after ya, have you climbin' in a tree Just another crime in the street Ain't nuttin' better than findin' a beat So if you find that and try to blow my spot up ("You!") Get shot up ("Se Acabo") Means ("It's Over") bro, Method Man on the remix, it's over yo ("Se Acabo") Beatnuts flip the beat, it's over yo "It's a Beatnuts thing, yo you know how that go" [O.C.] [Method Man] What kind of Beatnut am I? Spanish Fly, P-O-P-P-I (Who got the live special guest for the night?) Excuse me as I kiss the sky Yo one on through the nasal To put food on the table, I Rush Associated Labels Huh, ready, willing and able to rock cradle And rock steady, when I get the drop I drop heavy Twist the metal, mask the machete This god don't want beef, he want veggie Plus signs over Deadly Medley Who got em ga**ed on his own Getty Battery Back, he Eveready Now what's f**in' wit that ha? Not you, you chocha I f** wit Beatnuts, Livin' La Vida Loca! Callete la boca, see the Spanish Fly on the sofa One word, he slap you wit the toaster Keep it in the holster on safety Put yourself in timeout, playin wit this dough, let me find out You ain't hard to find though, barrel on your tonsils Sigan hablando y siga mamando ("Se Acabo") ("Se Acabo") All day everyday ("Se Acabo") No doubt What the f**'s goin on? Worldwide! (Beatnuts) Write your own rhymes ("Se Acabo") Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah ("Se Acabo") All you punk n***as walk it off, ("Se Acabo") We ain't playin' over here yamean ("Se Acabo")