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[Mr.
with us and let's toast
Chillin in the west
Finest City with the hoes, San Diego
the urge to choken, token, poten
But hallucination [nation]
I lovin the face you're
Chasin firme
Havin to and dinna
To bump and her
Playa can not find us
Cause I'm san finest
Chicanos rifando la ?
causando delitos humanos ese
ahora levanta la gent lentamente
I'm the one with the gun
And I'm it for fun, run
Cause stun you with the tip of my tongue
Smokin a blunt it to the side
To my OFI
it goes around to the homie Spanish Fly
Why, we gotta get high, so high
wit the ladies to the crack of sun rise
Suprise dialated eyes, party
Time to leave cause I'm comin down my

[Chorus:
This the of shit
Tthat you to get drunk to
Smoke a to
Do you want to
This the kinda that'll
them freaks want you
Make em on
Steal chesse from you

["O.G." Spanish Fly a.k.a
Woke up one
Threw on my
Hit the liquor
Grabed 40 of booze
Rolled up a
Put it to the sky
I be high until the day that I die
With the homies gettin out ain't gotta lie
Califa kickin playin wit a nine
Russian, pull it, cock it back
And bust it real
The shit that I'm on is hit and it sounds
Always and forever, I'm down for
it's not clever, or in a stormy weather
Kickin it wit homies, never roll phonies
You'll never catch me strolling down the street with no
my head fool, I never look down
No one can catch me slippin that's on me and on the
So listen up to I say
my shits out, and it's out to stay

I'm ridin low, but I'm all so
Got my top droped and my in the sky
Cruisin by the checkin out all the asses
Chrome rims blingin, better get sun glasses
Who's that vato wit the frozen
Even make stuck up hoes do the twist
They say a loco shouldn't roll like this
That I belong in a regal or a
But sorry, if it's a bucket I roll it
Ride so cold, you think a mothafucka it
seems to be our stero types, but I don't fit
I never sleep. and I always committed
Always on the grind always gettin
pack a nine, always mack to a bitch if she's fine
Sinnin from the beginin until the end of
And I'm done wit my son, this shit rewinds
When you see me, don't say too good for his people
Say he works hard and no equal
If you're hyna I blow you a kiss
But if you a homie I'll throw up the brown fist, like