Llepa llepa!!!  U.S.A.

All my niggas, my bitches,

My muthafuckin' primos, my nephews,

And all my muthafuckin' raza,

You already know, we the Lone Star Riders,

Low-G, Happy P., you already know where we at nigga,

On the mix,

And yeah, and in the year 2000, we gonna BOMB the streets,

You already know nigga



[Bridge:]



Don't try me homie cuz you already know,

Don't play with me nigga cuz you already know,

Don't try me nigga cuz you already know,

Don't play with me nigga cuz you already know



[Low G]

It's your boy from Honduras

Fuck them, they're muras

You know I smoke that buddah, blaca con 

Got Hell meet on these jale por they necesito por ayuda

Como le haces, "How you do dat?"

I ain't stoppin' for nothing to like it man

Can't forget my homies in the streets selling nickels and dimes

Don't give a FUCK, I was born to die

So you feel me?  I don't give a FUCK if I die tonight

Papape's el pelon representa Houston

Destroy your whole city bomb bomb like King Kong



[Chorus:]



Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My nigga on the twenty and my nigga on the switches,

Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My niggas sippin' lean and my niggas blowin' swishers

Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My nigga on the twenty and my nigga on the switches



[Bridge x2]



[Low G]

That's a no-no

I don't play, put it down, doin' shows

Out-of-State, but admit I don't hate

Get your shit straight

Before I put your head on my dog's plate

Second ward a straight thug

Cuz you already know, I don't have no love

For the hoes or the snitches

From the niggas that think they got too much riches

Clown on my switches

Go head on the block I look suspicious blowin' swishers



[Chorus:]



Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My nigga on the twenty and my nigga on the switches,

Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My niggas sippin' lean and my niggas blowin' swishers,

Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My nigga on the twenty and my nigga on the switches,

Cuz this is for my niggas, and this is for my bitches,

My niggas sippin' lean and my niggas blowin' swishers



[Bridge x2]



All the way to the U.S.A.

We get paid....

The right way

You already know, you just can't deal with us,

Can't deal with us...

Southside....

Get high....

Ride on twenties,

Low on switches,

Sippin' lean,

And get with the real bitches,

Smoke that,

Pass that,

Get with that,

Happy wassup Holmes?

South Park what's up Holmes?

Filero wassup Holmes?

Wassup C-Loc?

And all them boys out there makin' a dollar, makin' it happen,

You already know,

It's Low-G, up in the one nine nine nine