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This is for my killas that 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 smoke on

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

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

Semi-automatic shotgun a herb
I trip then, then unload the clip
Not giving a fuck is the
Bitches gobble and swallow, we hallows
And I'm first to launch off the heads nigga
Hit the liquor store for sure after I unload the forty-four

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

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 drink on, to get smoke on

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

Overnight to the top, first class
Miss Lady got a nice ass, fast as you to be
Lady follow me, I'm a southwest G
Team with

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

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

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 drink on, to get their smoke on

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

We organized the killings, be playin' the plots
Come around here, you will get
Me and my homeboys run the block
Pop, pop one of they homies

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

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

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

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

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