"Call Of The Grito" lyrics
I be getting these bitches like Johnny Bravo
We gon' hit a drive-by riding in a Tahoe
Get rich act broke yea that's the motto
If he say that he hungry we gon feed em hollow (Tips)
Chuggin lean I don't like takin sips
Shoot him dead in his face make em do a backflip
Put his body in a bag like potato chips
I ain't talking about farting when I let it rip
When I pop out I be tooted and booted
I'm lookin' for Judy and lookin' for big booty
With sum lil titties
Players fuck up just know that I'm still jiggy
I ain't worried about fake cuz the real feel me
I'm a big dog nigga you itty bitty
Imma smoke this nigga roll him up in a philly
Now your partner missing look like Diddy and Biggie
Bullets rippin thru his v-lone
Hit em up from the side like a t-bone
Bullets goin everywhere I can see it all
Imma slide for my guy if he right of wrong
Run him over leave him flat
Bullets made him flip like crack
Messin with the gang you gettin whacked
No I can't change I'm thuggin like that
In the hood it get rugged I'm dumpin a 100
I told her I'm gangster she said that she love it
Y'all niggas just faggots y'all under the cover
You can keep suckin dick just stay under the covers
We slangin berettas I'm down for whatever
Bullet shower I be changin the weather
Tejano dancin yea they know Imma stepper
12 can't catch me they know that I'm clever
Ayo is that that Mexican OT
Too cold just like icees
I'm the shit I need wipes
Chop his face while I rock Nikes
He prolly mad because I took his daughter
She screamin OT fuck me harder
I'm 'bout to get this coochie slaughtered
When I'm done she say she need a bottle of water
Pop a perky now I'm goin full throttle
I beat it up and now she walk with a wobble
I pimp on a fat hoe I'm pimpin on all of em
I'm drippin sauce like enchiladas
Hit em with a AR 15
Strikin lightning like McQueen
Bitch I'll bang on his head like bang boom pow
Then cover up the evidence with a sham wow
We gon' hit a drive-by riding in a Tahoe
Get rich act broke yea that's the motto
If he say that he hungry we gon feed em hollow (Tips)
Chuggin lean I don't like takin sips
Shoot him dead in his face make em do a backflip
Put his body in a bag like potato chips
I ain't talking about farting when I let it rip
When I pop out I be tooted and booted
I'm lookin' for Judy and lookin' for big booty
With sum lil titties
Players fuck up just know that I'm still jiggy
I ain't worried about fake cuz the real feel me
I'm a big dog nigga you itty bitty
Imma smoke this nigga roll him up in a philly
Now your partner missing look like Diddy and Biggie
Bullets rippin thru his v-lone
Hit em up from the side like a t-bone
Bullets goin everywhere I can see it all
Imma slide for my guy if he right of wrong
Run him over leave him flat
Bullets made him flip like crack
Messin with the gang you gettin whacked
No I can't change I'm thuggin like that
In the hood it get rugged I'm dumpin a 100
I told her I'm gangster she said that she love it
Y'all niggas just faggots y'all under the cover
You can keep suckin dick just stay under the covers
We slangin berettas I'm down for whatever
Bullet shower I be changin the weather
Tejano dancin yea they know Imma stepper
12 can't catch me they know that I'm clever
Ayo is that that Mexican OT
Too cold just like icees
I'm the shit I need wipes
Chop his face while I rock Nikes
He prolly mad because I took his daughter
She screamin OT fuck me harder
I'm 'bout to get this coochie slaughtered
When I'm done she say she need a bottle of water
Pop a perky now I'm goin full throttle
I beat it up and now she walk with a wobble
I pimp on a fat hoe I'm pimpin on all of em
I'm drippin sauce like enchiladas
Hit em with a AR 15
Strikin lightning like McQueen
Bitch I'll bang on his head like bang boom pow
Then cover up the evidence with a sham wow
