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作词 : Wilson |
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Killers in spanish villas in |
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Sante Fe Eses all about hammer play |
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Desell Marachi, preferred to watch me |
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It's a Tekilla |
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Sunrise, over the sky |
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Tea rocks in the watch be flaring but hot see |
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Got these from my ****** |
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Vatche How big your blanks be, ain't nothin scot-free |
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I'm ready to cop three, talk to me papi before the shots put out the |
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Nazi's Call off your |
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Rockies Yo pap they ****in back the glocksies |
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Pap had to stop three, two sombreros ready to mop me, drop me, proceeded with the head of the click |
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Bread in their fingertips |
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The sly chick came out with three bricks from out of the |
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V-6, yeah mami like peep this |
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Yeah you got that sweetness |
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This ebony |
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G's to bust open |
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One of the bastard get the heavenly freeze |
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I'm runnin with these |
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Yo hasta luego, amigos |
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And up and away we go before they decide to bring the beef burritos |
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While they count the |
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Fritos I'm makin my way to the |
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G-S-3-oh-oh |
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Big bag of the megalitos, three whole kilos |
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Spot about four vitos with bullet belts filled up with torpedos |
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I'm leavin ******z tore meat though when |
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I draw heat yo |
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Tryin to leave me dead in the street yo |
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Mami ?? con tigo |
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Showdown at sunset, |
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I'm leavin one wet |
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Slowly I step, my head sweats, my hand on my |
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Tec I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies connect |
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All for the wreck, gotta support my rep on the set |
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Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies |
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Leavin my rivals, flat on they back facin the sky |
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From out the left, took your last breath, death in disguise |
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With open eyes you dead in the desert, |
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Tekilla Sunrise |
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I'm ****in on low, ready to hurt foes on dirt roads |
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Makin my hand jerk from every burst |
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I gave the first blow |
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Keepin alert though, givin em red glows, givin they ******rt holes |
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Three birds'll blow up in the back seat, |
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I swear to |
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God ****** she could've been a model, |
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Coke bottle figure, instead she bent it just like a |
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Desperado, left her hair hollow |
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Two slugs to swallow -- whose next to follow? |
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Some cats behind some cactuses |
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Clappin hazardous, who these ******z is with low shot averages |
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Bustin right back at they cabbages, givin em flashbacks of baby carriages, this mexican inside this |
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Lex is tryin to crash my ******t, drivin reckless |
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Look like he desperate |
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Pulled down the tinted glass and let the |
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Tec spit It's hectic, car flew in bodega with his neck hit |
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Body and head was seperate, totally disconnected |
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Bust back two shots at ones that standin with cannons up on the rooftops that drew glocks, but my 20/20 spot em for two blocks |
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I'm wettin ******t like it's rainfall they doin dew drops |
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Two more shots came out saloon doors |
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I'm blowin ******t up like platoon wars |
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Hesitations |
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I got no room for |
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Assume sure, the head honcho was bullet wounds bored |
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Out in the dusty sand, gun was still in his hand |
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Kicked the can when ******t hit the fan |
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****** around with this |
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G Rap the |
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Hi******an "This is Mary White reporting live from the town of Seenalojo, Me-xi-co, where there are dead bodies LITTERING THE STREETS. Details remain sketchy at thr moment but -- this appears to be a drug deal gone bad. Mexican authorities have just arrived on the HIDEOUS scene and will be issuing a statement shortly. This is Mary White reporting live from the town of Seenalojo, Me-xi-co. Back to you ******." |
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Showdown at sunset, |
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I'm leavin one wet |
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Slowly I step, my head sweats, my hand on my |
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Tec I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies connect |
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All for the wreck, gotta support my rep on the set |
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Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies |
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Leavin my rivals, flat on they back facin the sky |
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From out the left, took your last breath, death in disguise |
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With open eyes you dead in the desert, |
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Tekilla Sunrise |