im a dream killa swerving harder than a drug dealaa.. my dream was alpachino now im hitting runs with the killos i know you like my estilo so cold everything is frio.. no chains no gold 5o gs on the snow ball.. sipping en some remi i dont give a fuxk if youll mathafuckas hate me.. smile now cry later middle finger for my haters ... cold blooded coming from the south come talking shit end up with a bullet in you mouth.. mexican inside of me fuck with one and fuck with the whoe time.. bigg guns no games fall onces bang bang... time is money and money is gold raized up in the street in my pocket i got heat heat aka 47 next to my sit.. bodies in a mudersin clik clack they were fucken with the methenfetami.. niggas thought they were aheada of me. im into bengens stacking i keep it in the down low.. with a clean flow.. 656 i hold it up and i thow it up im not walking threw the red hall fuck a bitch i know you like the way i ball... swiish im moving quiquer than a ninja cokaine builder fuck the trump wall call me bob the builder.. right jab left blow hitting harder that julioo.. i murser the mic around the studio... oh lord forgive mee let me take that back fuck that preiz the lord shit.. run up to your house and empty my clip.. then comes your mama with that fucken drama so tramatized that yu pie in your cama.. smoking the huba huba got your bitch in my car and im hitting it there screaming ay papi wil this mexican pulls on her hair.. jajaj