kurupt - tequilla lyrics
hook: 2x
rock the beat
rock the beat
this is for my killas
that shoot tequilla
con cigarillos while they ride out to the club
to get their freak on(rock the beat)
to get their creep on(rock the beat)
to get their drink on(rock the beat)
to get their smoke on(rock the beat)
verse 1: kurupt
blaze up
blaze up
all the homies bang
round up all the little locs, high as the sky
smash and mash your body, just another day
real high until your pistols reach the sky
quarter pound of bomb, quarter pound of bud
’cause where i’m from thangs ain’t never gonna change
so f-ck where you from
semi-automatic shotgun blast a herb, when i trip then unload the clip
not giving a f-ck is the motto
b-tches gobble and swallow, we bust hallows(n-gg-)
and i’m first to launch off the hallow heads n-gg-
hit the liquor store for sure
right after i unload the forty-four(four, four)
hook: 2x
verse 2: t-moe
whether mathematical, actual dollar figures
make a n-gg- feel bigger
cap pealer for the soldiers
make a n-gg- feel older
and another gift from a sweet lick, to a cheap trick
that’s all a n-gg- get, ’cause it get rich
overnight flight to the top, first cl-ss
miss lady got a nice -ss(ew sh-t)
fast as you want to be
lady just follow me
i’m a southwest g
team with kurupt
straight giving a f-ck
i will make a tick know what’s up, blowin up
finish up when i bust a nut
i’m in your girl’s guts screaming, keepin her feining
had to put her on my team and f-ck dreaming
mack-a-jack with the checkered flag
acting all bad, make me mad
so be the first to blast
miss niva(niva, niva)
hook: 2x
verse 3: kurupt
we, organized the killings, don’t be playin the plots
come around here and you will get shot
me and my motherf-cking homeboys run the block
pop, pop one of they homies drop
i told y’all n-gg-s never to come around here
cause y’all motherf-ckers don’t pump no fear
ain’t n-body hard whether it’s day or dark
like the fourth of july when the candles spark
always knew what i wanted to see
that’s having big paper have many g’s
ain’t nothing but killers hanging with me
blast any n-gg- who step to me
verse 4: daz
we will take your sh-t
whoop your -ss
f-ck your b-tch
never thought it would happen but it did, you trick
y’all n-gg-s can’t f-ck with this
hook: 2x
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