This is a song about "Two three four roses"

In one two three a mother fucker that’s all he is gonna be

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Give your mother a call, bring your girlfriend roses,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Shit with our whole family

Or two. or maybe three?

Relationships should never rewind

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind

One two three four five six seven eight nine

So if you open up your heart i’ll give you mine

Lowridin wit the pistol by my side..i stay holdin my hip nd yue know i dont dance.!

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

One two three everybody wana be

Malia family, we the family