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I'm not your friend, I'm your enemy Bullet holes to those, pretendin' to be friends with me I think your girls kinda feelin', i hit it on the first day She said we had chemistry I'm the type to start a fight for publicity, i said fuck Lil Rob Know everybody's listening, the true is, i don't have beef with em I'm feeling the way he spittin' that orale rhyme Firme..hynas, innocent people getting killed in drive-bys Stories bout the streets everytime i rhyme Real mexican hip hops about time Ima bring it to you dawg, god forgive me if I'm wrong Fucken bitches with no condoms on I'm annexed the way I'm steallin' the throne I bet they saying, that I'm selling my soul, illuminati From the streets where we get that, flip that work We don't split that work, mob around with g's on my side Hoes in my ride, talk your shit but your shit don't hurt me Ho we getting money, ain't shit funny so fuck what you talking about I'm the motherfuckin' true, executing rappers In the microphone booth, who gives a fuck If Capone-E is a pakistan, you needa realize he helped alotta mexicans Respect i don't care about his rap skills, I'm paying homage I'm just keeping it mad real, he paved the way for the future SongtexteLil G King Enemy i salute ya I'm the voice of the immigrants, voice of the innocent, independent mexicans Lil G, Money Boy, Big Swiisha, Young Dopey we still riding with ya My teams getting strong, hit the weed from the bong, kush smoke in the west coast I had a dream about last night, double nine Big Downer and the fast life From the streets where we get that, flip that work We don't split that work, mob around with g's on my side Hoes in my ride, talk your shit but your shit don't hurt me Ho we getting money, ain't shit funny so fuck what you talking about Aus Songtexte Mania