(feat. Gangsta, Lina)



[spanish]



Let's take a trip..



[WC]

Initiated, gang related a zig-zag litted

Straight homicider when I'm sick with it

I tank, feels the pain, pistols aim

Hands trimbling, cause I'm caught in the mix of the game

See I'm needing this nigga that got those

Mo' Chicken's to Roscoe's, plus a direct with the Delgatos

Throw a tree, 14-9 a ki, and if I double that

Then I can get 28 off me

Now the clue to the tax, I'm slapping on the amount

Breaking em down, letting the lil homies circle mouths for ounce

Gram for gram, touching all the fiends

Why not nigga, ain't that the american dream

Have money, fuck hoes, cut low-lows

Blow dope dough, and nigga fuck mo' hoes

Hey what can I say, it's the american way

I'm jacking for mill-i-ons, I'm loved from y'all to the Indians

From Columbus to the one time, they all corrupt

And they got Bush in office so nigga we all fucked

Look, I gotta eat, so nigga fuck being nice

Shiiit, I'm trying to ball like Reverand Pryce

Call my nigga Gangsta (what's happenin)

What's cracking nigga, where you at



[Gangsta]

I'm on deck in the Midwest, with some ghetto stars

In a suite with one of the homies in a rent-a-car

Fuck with me, we can all get blunted and fin hundred

Spoke sling-shots, and fitty cabs with ends on it

See, three or four hund, and a four month run

I got your back you got mine, till the deal get done



[Chorus x2: Lina]

Let's make a deal, time to take a trip (Quanto Questro)

Let's take a trip (what they going for)



[Gangsta]

I got fifty in your hand when you land, so get here

Stop and drop, you won't have to sit here

Niggas is lined up, so keep mine tough

Back and fourth in freight-line trucks

14-9, gotta X out the middle man

Find out how much they'll charge us to get him here

Check six-hund and a six month run

Any nigga try to trip, whole shit get spun

Ain't nothing to it, but to do it (baby)

Staking paper to the ceiling like the (eighties)

Ask Anesto, Quanto Qeusto

Tell him that we got a hundred thous in a Benz or the Lexo



[WC]

La la la la la la la la

I'm about to catch me a homicide



[Gangsta]

Ah naw Dub, we done cracked him fo sho glove

We gone build up our trust, till they trust us with mo' drugs

Then, they gone wish they never knew us

Have em saying hathe pinche miatay, screw us

We called Anesto, at Texaco

Set up a meeting at Taco Mexico



[talking]



[Chorus]