[Verse 1: From the hood and I stood on them streets We stick together like links I had a nine on my waist, guns I Forty at the crib with the ivory handle I'm the rocker, Crocker cookies and cakes B-12 to blow it up, as my coke I'm a swang'a, Gucci on my brought my cousin on the ranch a Ford Wrangler I like to ride horses Mustangs and Porches Pain is my producer, leader of the forces like matches, dropping like ashes I only buy dances, if they college classes
I'm wreckin' for my G's in Garza I'm for my G's in Garza East I'm for my G's in T.D.C As I ball in penitentiary
I'm wreckin' for my G's in West I'm wreckin' for my G's in East I'm for my G's in T.D.C As I ball in penitentiary
[Verse 2: Juan Mi esposa listen, keeps comin' up missing Feliz navidad aqui en states prison No visits, no kisses, no of the same No mas on T.V, magazine, and in I work on the hoes, Living C-dorm with a fo-five got me this job Mix with my foo's, Ese, Locos, and Tontos tensions, fights for the tubo House regulation, Cantones Bosses talk shit, cause I on my sobre my corn bread dessert over juice Fight a pro, bullshit! that ain't no As a foo on the cool, parole set me off years for sho' without no release date You vatos feel me, you live in the free As I through this penitentiary
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[Verse 3: Swisha rollin', pockets still swollen Might a bitch and take her fine ass bowlin' Money of the colon, Benz stolen Might watch Tiger at the Houston Open And I got hoes, even one Aryan Slagin' more white than the Nolan Ryan Nine with the silence, turn to violence This for all my toting crack smoking clients And my grass is greener, South Park Beaner Puttin' dick to a real famous R&B like a tuba, wet like a scuba Kandy Cougar, I'm a balla and hoop'a Hater break'a , bloody shirt stain'a Jumping on my diving board, to do a gain'a on my Benz, tons of fake friends Spray down my with the cherry fragrance
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