Cypress Moreno & Doeman & Coyote - LA to Houston

I was outside selling blow
Now these verses pay me more
Houston strippers on the pole
Smokin Cali blowin dough
Aye look fuck what you talkin bout
We here right now
You dig what the fuck I'm saying
Shout Out Cypress
Shout Out Guapo
Shout Out Blanco
We in this mother fucka right now ya dig (Hey alfonso)
Yeah, LA to Houston shit for real
Uh, Give a fuck what you talkin bout
Boy Act wild get called out
Act tough get stomped out
Got it off the skill baby not clout
I’m the realest in it
Did it independent
Self made with the windows tinted
With the low pros and the thickest bitches
Bitch I’m Mexicano and the illest in it, Aye
I’m wit the Yotes
Bitch I’m off the codeine
But DYNA the gang
Fuck where you from
Fuck who you know And fuck what you claim
It’s divide and conquer in a violent monster
Ballin out like I’m tired of shoppin
Tryna buy the block and you baller blockin
Ima Sell the product get a lot of profit
Got my haters hot I know they tired of watching
Bitch I came from NOTHIN And I GOT
Poppin
Ima fuck the game I’ll penetrate it
Master P of my situation
I’m the big bosss Had to demonstrate it
OUR time is now I’m sick of waiting on the GANG
Bario God
Yotes
Doeman what's good?
Aye Cypress you killed this shit
LA down to Texas man
What up vato que pasa
I’m a dread head but no rasta
Got 10 hoes in my casa
With no hair on they chacha
Pussy dripping that agua
Got Thick Ass but she flaka
Engle she don’t habla
I Burn sage for my chakra
From LA down to Houston tex
I’m Ceaser Chavez in the flesh
If we beef my yotes sending messages with heavy tecs
A gang of frozen water wrapped around my neck
I threw your bitch this bone like she was playing fetch
I pull her track out
Make her tap out
When I black out in this bihh...
Live what I talk bout
Won’t cop out
Move sturdy really stiff...
I ain’t wanna do it but I did it just to stay alive...
I get caught with this ain’t comin home till twenty thirty five...
I stashed it in my Burberry...
She ain’t lactose wanna suck dairy...
I’m in Houston hit up doe
Blanco got em for the low
Eleven hunnit for the o
Run off on the liqour sto
Pickin pockets hit the flo
Poppin percs and sippin slow
I just hit a bitch with the give and go I'm from Houston Texas we tippin slow
I'm from LA where it's always sunny but we make it snow
I was outside selling blow
Now these verses pay me more
Houston strippers on the pole
Smokin Cali blowin dough
I was outside selling blow
Now these verses pay me more
Houston strippers on the pole
Smokin Cali blowin dough
I was outside selling blow
Now these verses pay me more
Houston strippers on the pole
Smokin Cali blowin dough

Written by:
Joseph Gonzales, Ricardo Morales, Victor Morales Jr.

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