[Intro: B-Real, Sen Dog & Barron Ricks]
Mira joven… Si busco a alguien, que mueva producto
Pero que lo mueva con madre…
¿Pos sabes que compa?
Yo aquí, en el norte yo soy el que controla yo te lo puedo mover todo...
¿80, 100 palos a la semana…?
Te traemos toda la feria y limpio ese…
Pues bueno, aquí tenemos un negocio... vamos hacer hombres ricos… ¿Tomamos no? Del gusano…
Pa' la salud!
Pa' la salud! Primero yo…
Primero usted…
Grrrrrah!
*Mexican yells*
Word up, Tequila style
Cometelo!

[Verse 1: Barron Ricks]
Eat the worm, motherfucker!
Tequila spice, hot nights, feelin' right, sippin' on Jose Cuervo
Down in Tijuana, Mexico
Thinkin' of the big score the night before
Met the connect who was impressively dressed in high fabrics
With troops like Beirut
Up on the mezzanine, brandishin' sub-machine guns
A-yo, it's all about the money, son
Now that's the only reason
We came south of the border to complete this work order
We gotta get it, no lookin' back, goin' all out for it
Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it
As God is my witness
We got ditches for all you motherfuckin' fake bitches
It all boils down to the business
Nothin' personal when n***as actin' like they helpin' you
I'll fuckin' blast you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!
[Chorus x2]
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money, n***a!

[Verse 2: B-Real]
I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand
'Til I met the man with mad hook-up and big plans
Everywhere you look up, he got everybody shook up, runnin' for cover
Big bad WOLF, motherfucker!
He was like a father figure, showed me the bigger picture
Fuck slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get ya
Not like these fools who don't comprehend
Who end up doin' a twenty-five bid in the pen
You got that?! He gave me a cup, I took a swig
The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit
Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face
He said, "Listen, pay attention, brother, you're my ace
But don't ever question, just do what I say and you'll be rich
And keep this in your mind — rats lay in a ditch with no spine
Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game"
Cheers! They all know your name, it's like fame
Why women and money don't mix like drinkin' and drivin'
Watch those connivin' women and keep your eye out!
Always be aware of what's around you
They wanna down you, and fuckin' clown you
Keep your shit in order the money won't stop
Pretty soon, you'll be on top
[Chorus x2]
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money, n***a!

[Verse 3: B-Real]
Tequila Sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes
My.. my.. my.. how time flies and goes by, surprise!
My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency
For my enemies who wanna murder me
Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker
Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker
Trust no man, 'cause I'll be back, you understand?
With a plan, and my ace in hand, I want it all
I recall the words from Jesús, you are the Juice
Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it
Let these words stick, you better be ready to die
Now take a fuckin' sip, caution it, but I never lie

[Chorus x2]
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we're all born to die
So get the money, n***a!

[Outro]
Tequila, eat the worm, Ese! Eat that shit!
Don't be scared, Ese
Yo, so where is he, man? You know?
He said he'd be here, homies
Damn, he's a little late but, [?] he'll be here, just wait
Is it some good shit, man?
Man, the dude said the shit was powerful as shit
I hope he's got some good shit, man
Because he is late, it's 5 o'clock already
He is gonna be here, homies, he’s gonna be here, homies