Killers in spanish villas in Fe Eses all hammer play Desell Marachi, to watch me a Tekilla Sunrise, over the sky Tea rocks in the watch be but hot see Got these from my Vatche How big blanks be, ain't nothin scot-free I'm ready to cop three, to me papi before the shots put out the Call off Rockies Yo pap they cockin the glocksies Pap had to stop three, two ready to mop me, drop me, proceeded with the of the click Bread in their The sly chick came out three bricks from out of the V-6, yeah mami like this you got that sweetness This G's to bust open One of the bastard get the freeze I'm runnin with Yo hasta luego, And up and we go before they decide to the beef burritos While they count the I'm makin my way to the Big bag of the megalitos, three kilos Spot four vitos bullet belts filled up with torpedos I'm leavin niggaz tore meat though when I heat yo to leave me dead in the street yo Mami ?? con
Showdown at sunset, I'm one wet Slowly I step, my head sweats, my on my Tec I die for my respect, let the slugs and connect All for the wreck, gotta my rep on the set Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies Leavin my rivals, flat on back facin the sky out the left, took your last breath, death in disguise With eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise
I'm cockin on low, to hurt foes on dirt roads my hand jerk from every burst I gave the first blow Keepin alert though, givin em red glows, givin they holes Three blow up in the back seat, I swear to God fuck she could've been a model, Coke bottle figure, she bent it just a Desperado, left her hair hollow Two slugs to -- whose next to follow? Some cats some cactuses Clappin hazardous, who these niggaz is with low shot Bustin back at they cabbages, givin em flashbacks of baby carriages, this mexican this Lex is tryin to crash my shit, reckless Look he desperate Pulled the tinted glass and let the Tec spit It's hectic, car flew in with his neck hit Body and head was seperate, totally back two shots at ones that standin with up on the rooftops drew glocks, but my 20/20 spot em for two blocks I'm wettin shit like it's they doin dew drops Two more shots out saloon doors I'm blowin shit up platoon wars I got no room for Assume sure, the head was bullet wounds bored Out in the dusty sand, gun was in his hand Kicked the can shit hit the fan Fuckin with this G Rap the Hitman
"This is Mary White reporting live the town of Seenalojo, Me-xi-co, where are dead bodies LITTERING THE STREETS. remain sketchy at thr moment but -- this appears to be a deal gone bad. Mexican authorities have arrived on the HIDEOUS scene and be issuing a statement shortly. This is Mary White reporting from the town of Seenalojo, Me-xi-co. to you DICK."
at sunset, I'm leavin one wet Slowly I step, my head sweats, my on my Tec I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies All for the wreck, support my rep on the set Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, who lives or dies my rivals, flat on they back facin the sky From out the left, took last breath, death in disguise open eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise