Learn Chinese 2004 Jin Au-Yeung

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Artis: Jin Au-Yeung

Album: Learn Chinese

Waktu rilis: 19-10-2004

Yeah, I'm Chinese and what?

Yeah, you know who this is, Jin

Let me tell you this

The days of the pork fried rice and the chicken wings

coming to your house five years is over

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese

When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna wanna be Chinese

Ya'll gonna wanna be Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

When the pumps go off, ya'll gon' speak Chinese

When the pumps go off, ya'll gon' speak Chinese

Go fuck with your head man

I know a bunch of crypts that love Redman

Blood book in New York man things done change

Stop, the chinks be all over the game

This ain't Bruce Lee, I watch too much TV

This is a game of death when I aim for your chest

Too much sex got me seeing slow motion

Eyes barely open with a roach roasting'

And your girl, she loves the gin ocean

Rub it on her body like body shop lotion

What's the commotion, you never seen me?

The original chinky eye emcee

You don't want to step to the army

And Double-R rank refugee

And the battle of the gun is gonna make you speak

another language

And amigo I ain't talking about Spanish

This one goes out to those that order four chicken wings

And pork fried rice and throw dice

In the hood, you think this is all good?

Till the cowboys roam through like Clint Eastwood

I wish you would come to Chinatown

Get lost in town, end up in the lost in found

Eyewitnesses, you must be crazy

We don't speak English, we speak Chinese

And the only po-po we know is the pigs on the hood out in the window

Every time they harass me, I wanna explode

We should ride the train for free, we built the railroads

I ain't ya 50 Cent, I ain't ya Enimem

I ain't ya Jigga Man, I'm a chinaman

Ginseng in the palm of my hand

She looks suprirsed in the palm of my hands

You know what's next? Safe sex

I'll be damned if I sleep in the flesh with the insect

Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man

Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things (Jin speaking Chinese: Really?)

Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man

Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things

The moral of the story is

Don't judge a book by its cover

I know you think he's fam, but he's really undercover

I saw his name on the affidavit

It was written in Chinese and this is what he said:

Bring about some local hooligans and thugs so

Catch them at midnight when they close the shop up

Reading the Ten Commandments, cooking up heckka

Movie small posters are all over the walls

If they think you'd save me the bullet, it's so over ya'll

Me, I'm just Jin just doing my thang

Just doing my thang, just doing my thang

Why is there beef everywhere I go?

I'm drunk skewing, can't we all get along

My ladies with the thongs, my thugs with the firearms

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Wyclef: all the ghetto)

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Wyclef: all the suburb)

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese.

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Jin speaking Chinese: di lo)

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese (Jin speaking Chinese: Hurry, get out of here)

Ya'll gonna learn Chinese

When the pumps come out, ya'll gon' speak Chinese

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