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This is for my killas that shoot
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get creep on
To get their drink on, to get their on

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get their on

Blaze up, all the homies
Round up all the locs, high as the sky
Smash and mash your body, just day
Real high until pistols ain't reached for the sky
This quarter pound of bomb, a pound of bud
'Cause where I'm from thangs never gonna change
So fuck where you

shotgun blast a herb
When I trip then, then unload the
Not giving a is the motto
gobble and swallow, we bust hallows
And I'm first to launch off the hallow nigga
Hit the liquor for sure right after I unload the forty-four

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on

This is for my killas shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

Whether mathematical, actual dollar figures make a feel bigger
Cap pealer for the soldiers, a nigga feel older
And another gift a sweet lick to a cheap trick
All a nigga get 'cause it get

Overnight flight to the top, class
Miss got a nice ass, fast as you want to be
just follow me, I'm a southwest G
Team Kurupt

Straight a fuck, I will make a tick know what's up
Blowin' up, finish up I bust a nut
I'm in your girl's guts screaming, keepin' her
Had to put on my team, fuck

Mack-a-jack the checkered flag
all bad, make me mad
So be the to blast, Miss Niva

This is for my killas that shoot
Con cigarillos while they ride out to the
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their on, to get their smoke on

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while ride out to the club
To get their freak on, to get their on
To get their drink on, to get smoke on

We organized the killings, don't be playin' the
Come around here, you get shot
Me and my motherfucking run the block
Pop, pop one of homies drop

I told y'all niggas never come here
'Cause motherfuckers don't pump no fear
Ain't nobody whether the day to dark
Like the of July when the candles spark

Always knew what I to see
And that's paper, have next to G's
Ain't nothing but killers hanging me
Blast any nigga who steppin' to me

So soon we'll your shit, whoop your ass, fuck your bitch
Never thought it would happen but it did, you
Y'all niggas can't fuck with

This is for my that shoot tequilla
Con cigarillos while they ride out to the
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get their drink on, to get their on

This is for my killas that shoot
Con cigarillos while they out to the club
To get freak on, to get their creep on
To get drink on, to get their smoke on