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{Verse 1} Evil vines climb my mind como sefe ima ride I'm an anybody killa my adrenalin is hot with a sign in my eye full of hatred at your lies WHITTIER TRECE est� la mos ill be banging till i die small haters wanna take us pull a trigger on a feene i unleash the better grounds what you know about a G? reppin actin like you tough snoop doggy you can trust simpithyzes on your team they collect so they can cross their fingers do a thrust co parrar ballas bust got soldados infordaldos they don't even give a fuck broken bones to the stone penetraiting to your tone southsider pandillero yo mi chique now my zone {Chorus} Banging on the block with a tear on my eye i'm an anybody killa like the gangsta Lil Rob when chokin out lives making bullets collide i'm an anybody killa (a killa) {Verse 2} I'm the King of the south I put 2 glocks in your mouth these skinny mayas talkin out purpatraiting on clouds you see, i ain't got shit reminesing like me talkin down about a raza while we bang 13 sent from prisons into land got slaw mexicans Chino Grande pancho via I'm reincarded and again on them missions rally dipping I'm the one to leave you dreding full of blood trip the wet sweaty palms from the tec dissrespecting your a broke on that sierro selling tokes fuck your dope your putos already know talking trash through the glass bodies mangled then laughin unlease the magazines with thirty rounds in the desk mother fuckers wanted drama put your brains on the column and they wonder why they gonnas sniffing on marijuana yeah, thats right ese, charlie row campo (ouwa!) {Chorus} Banging on the block with a tear on my eye i'm an anybody killa like the gangsta Lil Rob when chokin out lives making bullets collide i'm an anybody killa (a killa) |