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[Mr.
Come with us and toast
in the west coast
Finest with the best hoes, San Diego
Feelin the to choken, token, poten
But provokin hallucination
I the face you're facin
Chasin hynas
Havin to and dinna
To bump and her
Playa can not find us
Cause I'm san diego's
Chicanos rifando la ?
ando causando delitos ese
ahora levanta la manos gent
Cause I'm the one the gun
And I'm it for fun, run
Cause I'ma stun you with the tip of my
Smokin a blunt passin it to the
To my OFI
Then it goes around to the Spanish Fly
Why, cause we get high, so high
Party wit the ladies to the crack of sun
Suprise dialated eyes, over
to leave cause I'm comin down my high

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This the of shit
Tthat you bump to get to
Smoke a to
Do what you to
This the kinda that'll
Make freaks want you
em cheat on
Steal your chesse you

["O.G." Spanish Fly a.k.a
Woke up one
Threw on my
Hit the store
Grabed 40 of booze
up a joint
Put it to the sky
I be gettin high until the day I die
With the homies druged out ain't gotta lie
Califa Thugs kickin playin wit a
Playin Russian, it, cock it back
And bust it quick
The that I'm on is hit and it sounds sick
and forever, I'm down for whatever
Whether it's not clever, or in a weather
it wit homies, never roll with phonies
You'll never catch me strolling the street with no knowmies
Keep my fool, I never look down
No one can catch me that's on me and on the brown
So listen up to I say
Because my shits out, and it's out to

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