Nggz & Btchz
Llepa llepa!!! U.S.A
All my n***as, my bitches
My muthafuckin' primos, my nephews
And all my muthafuckin' raza
You already know, we the Lone Star Riders
Low-G, Happy P., you already know where we at n***a
On the mix
And yeah, and in the year 2000, we gonna BOMB the streets
You already know n***a
Bridge:
Don't try me homie cuz you already know
Don't play with me n***a cuz you already know
Don't try me n***a cuz you already know
Don't play with me n***a cuz you already know
[Low-G]
It's your boy from Honduras
Fuck them, they're muras
You know I smoke that buddah, blaca con [???]
Got Hell meet on these jale por they necesito por ayuda
Como le haces, "How you do dat?"
I ain't stoppin' for nothing to like it man
Can't forget my homies in the streets selling nickels and dimes
Don't give a FUCK, I was born to die
So you feel me? I don't give a FUCK if I die tonight
Papape's el pelon representa Houston
Destroy your whole city bomb bomb like King Kong
Chorus:
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***as sippin' lean and my n***as blowin' swishers
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Bridge (2x)
[Low-G]
That's a no-no
I don't play, put it down, doin' shows
Out-of-State, but admit I don't hate
Get your shit straight
Before I put your head on my dog's plate
Second ward a straight thug
Cuz you already know, I don't have no love
For the hoes or the snitches
From the n***as that think they got too much riches
Clown on my switches
Go head on the block I look suspicious blowin' swishers
Chorus:
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***as sippin' lean and my n***as blowin' swishers
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***as sippin' lean and my n***as blowin' swishers
Bridge (2x)
All the way to the U.S.A
We get paid....
The right way
You already know, you just can't deal with us
Can't deal with us...
Southside....
Get high....
Ride on twenties
Low on switches
Sippin' lean
And get with the real bitches
Smoke that
Pass that
Get with that
Happy wassup Holmes?
South Park what's up Holmes?
Filero wassup Holmes?
Wassup C-Loc?
And all them boys out there makin' a dollar, makin' it happen
You already know
It's Low-G, up in the one nine nine nine
All my n***as, my bitches
My muthafuckin' primos, my nephews
And all my muthafuckin' raza
You already know, we the Lone Star Riders
Low-G, Happy P., you already know where we at n***a
On the mix
And yeah, and in the year 2000, we gonna BOMB the streets
You already know n***a
Bridge:
Don't try me homie cuz you already know
Don't play with me n***a cuz you already know
Don't try me n***a cuz you already know
Don't play with me n***a cuz you already know
[Low-G]
It's your boy from Honduras
Fuck them, they're muras
You know I smoke that buddah, blaca con [???]
Got Hell meet on these jale por they necesito por ayuda
Como le haces, "How you do dat?"
I ain't stoppin' for nothing to like it man
Can't forget my homies in the streets selling nickels and dimes
Don't give a FUCK, I was born to die
So you feel me? I don't give a FUCK if I die tonight
Papape's el pelon representa Houston
Destroy your whole city bomb bomb like King Kong
Chorus:
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***as sippin' lean and my n***as blowin' swishers
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Bridge (2x)
[Low-G]
That's a no-no
I don't play, put it down, doin' shows
Out-of-State, but admit I don't hate
Get your shit straight
Before I put your head on my dog's plate
Second ward a straight thug
Cuz you already know, I don't have no love
For the hoes or the snitches
From the n***as that think they got too much riches
Clown on my switches
Go head on the block I look suspicious blowin' swishers
Chorus:
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***as sippin' lean and my n***as blowin' swishers
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***a on the twenty and my n***a on the switches
Cuz this is for my n***as, and this is for my bitches
My n***as sippin' lean and my n***as blowin' swishers
Bridge (2x)
All the way to the U.S.A
We get paid....
The right way
You already know, you just can't deal with us
Can't deal with us...
Southside....
Get high....
Ride on twenties
Low on switches
Sippin' lean
And get with the real bitches
Smoke that
Pass that
Get with that
Happy wassup Holmes?
South Park what's up Holmes?
Filero wassup Holmes?
Wassup C-Loc?
And all them boys out there makin' a dollar, makin' it happen
You already know
It's Low-G, up in the one nine nine nine