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Return Of The Tres
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Es la vida quatro vente pistos pointed Botella empty first ten rows annointed The fiesta's poppin and all fingers pointed Irie eyed vatos got the whole crowd jointed Check in with Ives catch me squintin know why I came be let my word fly keep the gleam in your eye Con mucho drum roll on time let the horn blow Gas to the pedal like metal at a Korn show The rhyme rocka with a shit load of placas Grab the mic and freak the rhythm till there's no more vavas Still mi palabras fade all boo's and ha ha's That includes all who go sissy la la So do the cha cha rucca call me poppa Huero came for action hun until manana Down for hi-hat crash and whiplash City nights bright lights and herb stash.. Que ondas muchacho arriba las manos Gavacho, Moreno penetra tu barrio Lacing you with rolas that will rock back frente RRRRRR, Blaxican esto para la gente Like chanclaso deep like fregadaso Still got the Coke and Rum and flex the brasos Then I hit you from a different angle Leg sweep cheap shot bird shit straight cop Soy el twin pistollero guerrero


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