Mejica Thug/Mexicano Thug
70 Plays
•10 months ago
Habits (V1) Mexicano Thug, I'm from Gutta My Day 1s would call me the number 1 stunna, Word to my Mother, If she was my neighbor I probably Fucked her, Probably no Rubber, Prolly I took off burning rubber, Cause I got a thing for Married Womahn, If I was you I'd hang on to my bitch we just bearly Warmin up. I just came in this Bitch and I came in Hungra, Its the Mind of A G, the Heart of a Hustla, You Livin the Fast Life my nigga then Hussle up, chip on my shoulder, if Yall wanna tussle up, I been in this Game, no Rookie Blood, and by far ain't no Hoe in my blood, The vatos around me Ain't gone question that, And Bitches I've piped Ain't got a Clue about that, Cause Biness and Hunnids Exite me but we Dont mix it wit Pleasure, A nigga want try me or Defy me We Turn up the Pressure, I got a Team out in SW all Elite ones the Realest of Realuhs, But my niggas in the 44, they like Fam to, So Ima Ride for em And Ima Kill to Swell your mouth up like A Cantu or Disappear a nigga cause I can To. Sangre Mexica what you thought foo, (Chorus1-) (X2) Im a Mexican Thug I got my Habits, If I come in Clutchin you too Late im Savage, Yeah I got my Habits a Mexican Thug, Todos mis socios son Hittas or Hustalas, If you see them boys out, Get ready to run, All of my Cuernos they come with a Drum, (muffled echoed- Gave my Brother bout 5 Bands He came back with it Doubled, Give my nigga here 5 minutes Hell come back wit it Rocked up, (X2) )
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Habits (V1) Mexicano Thug, I'm from Gutta My Day 1s would call me the number 1 stunna, Word to my Mother, If she was my neighbor I probably Fucked her, Probably no Rubber, Prolly I took off burning rubber, Cause I got a thing for Married Womahn, If I was you I'd hang on to my bitch we just bearly Warmin up. I just came in this Bitch and I came in Hungra, Its the Mind of A G, the Heart of a Hustla, You Livin the Fast Life my nigga then Hussle up, chip on my shoulder, if Yall wanna tussle up, I been in this Game, no Rookie Blood, and by far ain't no Hoe in my blood, The vatos around me Ain't gone question that, And Bitches I've piped Ain't got a Clue about that, Cause Biness and Hunnids Exite me but we Dont mix it wit Pleasure, A nigga want try me or Defy me We Turn up the Pressure, I got a Team out in SW all Elite ones the Realest of Realuhs, But my niggas in the 44, they like Fam to, So Ima Ride for em And Ima Kill to Swell your mouth up like A Cantu or Disappear a nigga cause I can To. Sangre Mexica what you thought foo, (Chorus1-) (X2) Im a Mexican Thug I got my Habits, If I come in Clutchin you too Late im Savage, Yeah I got my Habits a Mexican Thug, Todos mis socios son Hittas or Hustalas, If you see them boys out, Get ready to run, All of my Cuernos they come with a Drum, (muffled echoed- Gave my Brother bout 5 Bands He came back with it Doubled, Give my nigga here 5 minutes Hell come back wit it Rocked up, (X2) )
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