Letra da Música: Got Rice - Tai Mai Shu

It's the A.Z.N nigga fuck the rest.
Dallas to New York jigga,
We're the best.
Veitnam, to Japan to Mongolia. Phillipines, to Taiwan,
To Cambodia. Korea,Ah ah
Home town China, who you got huh?
You got shit nigga, feel the size, it's the A.Z.N better regonize.

Got Rice bitch? Got Rice? Got food, got soup, got spice?
Got brains like us? Got skills like us?
Got cars, got clothes, Got girls like us?

Whats up? We the shit and we'll kill ya'll fools.
We got money in the bank from our family jewels
Can we help it if we rated and curupt the schools?
It don't matter, fuck the law, shit we'll break the rules.
We jack cars, pop games, yo we got the tools.
Hoop it up, break it down, then we shoot some pools.
Fuck with me, fuck with all bitch of us,
Don't think its cool.
One on one fuck THAT!
It's three on one. No duels!

Got Rice bitch? Got Rice? Anything you can show that is nice?
Got cash, got moves, got thoughts like us?
Fuck no hell you white, you'll never be like us.
Take off your shoes before you enter please
or crawl around on the floor with your fucken knees.
Don't mind the smell you'll get use to it.
Moth balls, Dried squid, and that buddha shit.
What the hell is that? You think I don't see?
No forks in the house, chopsticks only.
Have a taste, don't be scared, try the lemond tea.
You don't want? That's alright, try the fuck on me.

Got rice bitch? Got Rice? Got luck everytime you roll the dice?
Your luck is bad unless you run and hide,
Cuz were thugz for life baby, Asian Pride!