Lyricist: Charles Bobbit, Fred Wesley, James Brown, Jean Nel Wyclef, Jerry Duplessis, Jin Ayueng    Composer: Charles Bobbit, Fred Wesley, James Brown, Jean Nel Wyclef, Jerry Duplessis, Jin Ayueng

Yeah I'm chinese, and what?
Yeah you know who this is, Jin, and let me just tell you this
The days of the pork fried rice and the chicken wings comin to ur house by me is over
[Chorus]
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, (chinese)
Ya'll gon be chinese (chinese)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, ya'll gon speak chinese
This hip hop shit could fuck up you head man
I know a bunch of crips that love redman
And walk in New york, man things dun change
STOP, the chinks do it again
This aint Bruce Lee, ya'll watch too much T.V
This is the game of death, when i aim for you chest
And too much sex got me seeing slow motion, eyes barely open, with a roach roastin'
And ur girl, she love the Jin motion, rub it on her body like body shop lotion
What's the comotion? You never seen me?
Original chinky eyed MC?
Ya'll don't want to stop to the army
Double armed, rank refugee
And the barrel of my gun gon make you speak another language
And amigo i ain't talking bout spanish
[Chorus]
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, (chinese)
Ya'll gon be chinese (chinese)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, ya'll gon speak chinese
This one goes out to all the ones who ordered four chicken wings, pork fried rice and rolled dice in the hood
You think this shit it's all good?
To the cowboys that roll out like Clint Eastwood
I wish you would, come to CHINA TOWN
Get lost in town, end up in the lost and found
Eye witnesses? You must be crazy, we don't speak english, we speak chinese
And the only popo we know,
Is the pigs on the hook by the window
Each time they harass me I wanna explode
We should ride the train for free, we built the railroads
I ain't your 50 cent, I ain't your Eminem, I ain't your Jigga Man, I'm a CHINA man
Ginseng in the palm of my head, she looked suprised when she saw it in the palm of my hands
And you know what's next?
Safe sex, i'll be damned if I sleep with the flesh in the insect
(Woman singing)
[Jin: dee caw chong hu teng ah! wei da co deen wah bi ngo la.]
Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [Jin: zhan hay?]
Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [daw che]
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:
[yee can tong yan chan coon hay yung chu sau so]
Bring about some local hooligans and thugs so
Catch them at midnight when they close the shop up
Reading the Ten Commandments, cooking the crack up
Biggie Small posters are all over the walls
If they think you Sammy the Bull , it's over ya'll
Me, I'm just Jin just doing my thang
Just doing my thang, just doing my thang
["chong sau caw tum may tew chek mu"]
Why is there beef everywhere I go?
I'm drunk screaming, can't we all get along
My ladies with the thongs, my thugs with the firearms
[Chorus]
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon be chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, your gon speak chinese
(Woman singing) [jin: uh huh. oh]
[Jin: dee caw chong hu teng ah! wyclef! wei da co deen wah bi ngo la.]
Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man [ruff ryderz]
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [Jin: zhan hay?)]
Mr. Jin

Learn Chinese - Album Version; Feat. Wyclef Jean; Explicit

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Lyricist: Charles Bobbit, Fred Wesley, James Brown, Jean Nel Wyclef, Jerry Duplessis, Jin Ayueng    Composer: Charles Bobbit, Fred Wesley, James Brown, Jean Nel Wyclef, Jerry Duplessis, Jin Ayueng

Yeah I'm chinese, and what?
Yeah you know who this is, Jin, and let me just tell you this
The days of the pork fried rice and the chicken wings comin to ur house by me is over
[Chorus]
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, (chinese)
Ya'll gon be chinese (chinese)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, ya'll gon speak chinese
This hip hop shit could fuck up you head man
I know a bunch of crips that love redman
And walk in New york, man things dun change
STOP, the chinks do it again
This aint Bruce Lee, ya'll watch too much T.V
This is the game of death, when i aim for you chest
And too much sex got me seeing slow motion, eyes barely open, with a roach roastin'
And ur girl, she love the Jin motion, rub it on her body like body shop lotion
What's the comotion? You never seen me?
Original chinky eyed MC?
Ya'll don't want to stop to the army
Double armed, rank refugee
And the barrel of my gun gon make you speak another language
And amigo i ain't talking bout spanish
[Chorus]
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, (chinese)
Ya'll gon be chinese (chinese)
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, ya'll gon speak chinese
This one goes out to all the ones who ordered four chicken wings, pork fried rice and rolled dice in the hood
You think this shit it's all good?
To the cowboys that roll out like Clint Eastwood
I wish you would, come to CHINA TOWN
Get lost in town, end up in the lost and found
Eye witnesses? You must be crazy, we don't speak english, we speak chinese
And the only popo we know,
Is the pigs on the hook by the window
Each time they harass me I wanna explode
We should ride the train for free, we built the railroads
I ain't your 50 cent, I ain't your Eminem, I ain't your Jigga Man, I'm a CHINA man
Ginseng in the palm of my head, she looked suprised when she saw it in the palm of my hands
And you know what's next?
Safe sex, i'll be damned if I sleep with the flesh in the insect
(Woman singing)
[Jin: dee caw chong hu teng ah! wei da co deen wah bi ngo la.]
Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [Jin: zhan hay?]
Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [daw che]
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:
[yee can tong yan chan coon hay yung chu sau so]
Bring about some local hooligans and thugs so
Catch them at midnight when they close the shop up
Reading the Ten Commandments, cooking the crack up
Biggie Small posters are all over the walls
If they think you Sammy the Bull , it's over ya'll
Me, I'm just Jin just doing my thang
Just doing my thang, just doing my thang
["chong sau caw tum may tew chek mu"]
Why is there beef everywhere I go?
I'm drunk screaming, can't we all get along
My ladies with the thongs, my thugs with the firearms
[Chorus]
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon learn chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps come out, your gon speak chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, ya'll gon be chinese
Ya'll gon learn chinese, when the pumps go off, your gon speak chinese
(Woman singing) [jin: uh huh. oh]
[Jin: dee caw chong hu teng ah! wyclef! wei da co deen wah bi ngo la.]
Mr. Jin, you are the sexist man [ruff ryderz]
Mr. Jin, I love the way you do your things [Jin: zhan hay?)]
Mr. Jin