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Whats the deal man, we back in this
I'm doing this right here off the of ? my boy Flaco gave me you heard..

Crease in my pants as I with the devil
I used to ride a bike that had one pedal
No nike kicks, broke than a
I comin' up sellin' fat ass nicks
flip it like a script at the ?
Thats my new spot, 8 by 10
Nah, I stupid, never have been
They up they ? now they all laughin'
Celebrating life with they and they wifes
wishing I would die as my lil' girl cries
Always that these hoes would be coming for me
But my gone be something to see
I can't a hoe, on a tv show
say I'm hispanic around latino
Bitch you a mexican, say shit
Why the fuck is you acting scared to

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Everytime the wind I reach for my heat
Peace to Sam Boone and my Pistol Pete
I'm from the East but got love for the North
And these are just the diaries SPM wrote

Mr. SP can you spare a few
To write whats on my mind and a few tapes and
the Rasheed creepin' in my Batman boat
My money like the chin on a fatman throat
But haters could they yo voice I was kinda bored
You know I always be the House spinal cord
I just been chillin', showin' how to wreck screw tapes
And also how a haters body in one suitcase

I you once, I eat you motherfuckers for lunch
I pull more stunts than Knievel, it in by the tons
I got guns, I got guns
I you had some heat too, but not much
I'm the pusha, run 'em Alaskan huskys
And still smoke the finest, right by the SKS
it to your chest
You know by know, I don't aim for the legs

Everybody gather round the fire, like a dryer
run a lil' something by ya
In the battlefield is nothing you've ever known
Soy el pelon de Houston con fe y
Estereo, en serio, Houston Mexico
Cortalo, vendelo, SPM
Vato es maton, con su homie Flores
Juan Gotti bring dolores y de millones
Y Fiero, en juego, necesitas huevos
Mi treinta y ocho, ya no te
Puro AK-47, ya
Tu vas pa tras y que te respete
Cuando tengo jales en muchas partes
Te doy y cuetes que son cuates
Como mi ruka, juana, no hay otra
Fumando me Rolando Mota

Every the wind blows I reach for my heat
And these are the diaries that SPM wrote
And are just the diaries that SPM wrote
And these are just the that SPM wrote