One Shot

Yeah dog i ain't lying man

One shot..uh

Sometimes it's all you get though man

One shot..uh..yeah

[Chorus]

You only have one shot its fatal

All your chips on the table

A baby boy in the cradle

We'll keep you well enable

Keep your family stable

Stay up and stay the fuck out of jail

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On your on label

Kick back and smoke

Nothin but the KO

World famous, business on pay roll

Pimped out we just lay low

[Verse 1]

When i was young i did pay no

I never listen to no say so

I always bubble my centino

Always keep it on the serio

Crazy ass vato

Spittin' nothin but veneno

On a whole nother level ya mero

Where it's a brown badboy in romero

It's a whole nother hueco I'm dealin' with

Gotta home in the ghetto where I'm livin' in

If it's on then it's on

Remember me taking out you suckas

Especially if it's the enemy

If you catch me on my worst day

You'll be needing first-aid

Three days later your lookin' ?

Close casket in the valley of assassins

When your quick to catch your last kiss

Get a hit with a desas i got this rap shit mastered

Same book new chapter

Bring out the ghetto bastas to sign on

With the Latin rap icon

It's my turn so high my eyes burn

Urnin for what I'm earnin'

I rip it to god's ?

Chorus

[Verse 2]

Look at the gangsta bitch

My gangsta ride my gangsta rag

My gangsta night my gangsta life

A G model

Holdin' the microphone like a bottle

With only a minute until tomorrow

? guns rapping' to the kick in the drum

Bangin' with the click to tha one

Grease, slugs, hoes, scrubs, shows, clubs, drinks, and drugs

Riding' like a ? in the bloods

I put my bud in the buck

I took a blood to the dome

With my mind on my money

And my hands on my phone alone

Ridin'i'm gone you know I'm drunk and I'm blown

Bitch i shit on your motherfucking song

You gettin' me wrong

I'm to grown for gangs cadge

And AK with ?

Eating heavy like every day

Best be ready to play

Spray, ready da rage

Stained bullets on ?

So what cha gotta say?

Chorus

Hey no eyes closed allowed on the Eastside

G's rides on 24/7

And G rides gonna bubble to ghetto vest

You never know

Tech 9's to the chest watch bullets blow

I roll with the 40 holdin' and rollin' another one

In the lowered impala

Gun shots to follow

Hallow tips and bottles

See arrest to get wet we smoke out

On them bouncin' on half an ounce

And bangin' on them

Affiliated with the shaved heads

We spray led

You better offer is trying to play dead

Or brained dead

All you vatos that wanna be rappers

I'm laughing at chu you

Like your callin' your shots

Your block is talkin' bad about chu

Talkin shit but you down and you AIN'T BROWN!

You ain't even fuckin' with my town

Bustin' out with the los on the Glock

You catch him one shot

Down fuck up and get dropped

Chorse 2x

Yeaaaaahhhh

Come on

Pi...pimp out and just lay low

Haha

Celeb 2000

Hehehaha

That was then, this is now

Part 2