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low g - nggz & btchz lyrics

llepa llepa!!! u.s.a.
all my n-gg-s, my b-tches,
my m-th-f-ckin’ primos, my nephews,
and all my m-th-f-ckin’ raza,
you already know, we the lone star riders,
low-g, happy p., you already know where we at n-gg-,
on the mix,
and yeah, and in the year 2000, we gonna bomb the streets,
you already know n-gg-

[bridge:]

don’t try me homie cuz you already know,
don’t play with me n-gg- cuz you already know,
don’t try me n-gg- cuz you already know,
don’t play with me n-gg- cuz you already know

[low g]
it’s your boy from honduras
f-ck them, they’re muras
you know i smoke that buddah, blaca con
got h-ll 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 f-ck, i was born to die
so you feel me? i don’t give a f-ck 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-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg- on the twenty and my n-gg- on the switches,
cuz this is for my n-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg-s sippin’ lean and my n-gg-s blowin’ swishers
cuz this is for my n-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg- on the twenty and my n-gg- on the switches

[bridge x2]

[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 sh-t 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-gg-s 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-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg- on the twenty and my n-gg- on the switches,
cuz this is for my n-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg-s sippin’ lean and my n-gg-s blowin’ swishers,
cuz this is for my n-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg- on the twenty and my n-gg- on the switches,
cuz this is for my n-gg-s, and this is for my b-tches,
my n-gg-s sippin’ lean and my n-gg-s blowin’ swishers

[bridge x2]

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 b-tches,
smoke that,
p-ss that,
get with that,
happy w-ssup holmes?
south park what’s up holmes?
filero w-ssup holmes?
w-ssup 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

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