We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car
Got 'em dropping drawls on my balls after shots of alcohol
Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route
Just like tila tequila you're confused;
Heard the sound of several gun shots
I let you know you dealing with dogs
Biggie got shot too with four shots
I hated, some ritalin, some white socks
Man that was the year when i first drank tequila
I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa
Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow
Im sippin shots of draino, i got so much pain though,
Leaving your brain stem in fluids by lead shots
Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box
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