| From the hood, And I stood on them Houston streets
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| We stick together like cuban’s links
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| I had a nine on my waist guns I straddle
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| 44 at the crib with the ivory handle
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| I’m the rocker betty crocker cooking cookies and cakes
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| V-12 the blow it up as my coke inflates
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| Ima swanga Gucci on my hangar
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| Just bought my cousin on the ranch a ford wrangler
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| I like to ride horses like mustangs and porches
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| Pain is my producer leader of the dark forces
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| Striking like matches droppin like ashes
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| I only buy dances if they paying college classes motherfucker
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| I’m wrecking for my G’s in Garza West
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| I’m wrecking for my G’s in Garza East
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| I’m wrecking for my G’s in T.D.C
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| As I ball in this penitentiary
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| Mi esposa wont listen, Keeps coming up missing
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| Feliz Navidad aqui en Transde State prison
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| No visits no kisses
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| No off the chain bitches
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| No mas on TV magazines and nin wishes
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| I work on the hoes WHAT! |
| Living c dorm
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| Life with a 4.5 got me this job
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| Makes bread with my fool ese loco and tontos
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| everyday tensions fights for the tubo
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| House regulation droppin cantones
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| Bosses talk shit cause I drove on my sobre
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| Traded my cornbread desert over juice
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| Dried up pro bullshit that aint no food
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| As in fool on the cool parole sent me off way
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| 4 Years fa sure without no release day
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| You vatos don’t feel me? |
| You living the free
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| As I ball through this penitentiary
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| Swissha sweet rolling
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| Pockets still swollen
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| Might meet a bitch and take her fine ass bowling
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| Money out the colon Benz aint stolen
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| Might watch Tiger Woods at the Houston open
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| And I got hoes even ones that Hawaiian
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| Slanging more white balls than the Nolan Ryan
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| Nine with the silence, Might turn to violence
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| This for all my pipe tokin crack smoking clients
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| And my grass is much greener South Park beaner
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| Putting dick to a real famous R&B singer
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| Blowing like a tuba wet like a scuba
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| candy coated cougar I’m a balla and hooper
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| Hater heart breaker bloody shirt stainer
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| Jumping on my diving board finna do a ganna
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| Blades on my Benz tons of fake friends
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| Sprayed down my seats with the cherry fragrance motherfucker |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Garza West , by - SPM. Song from the album Best of the Best, Vol. 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп