
Lyrics
Ain’t a place I won’t go 
I travel where my gun go 
I Kill you for them pesos 
You know I need them hunchos 
Im peepin out my window 
Shoot you through the front door 
I just made a bus load 
Now I feel like pab…
Was at the gym pushing myself on the treadmill to this. Pull…
this tape sounds too mellow
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