Tekilla Sunrise

Kool G. Rap

Killers in spanish villas in Sante Fe



Eses all about hammer play



Desell Marachi preferred to watch me



It's a Tekilla Sunrise over the sky



Tea rocks in the watch be flaring but hot see



Got these from my nigga Vatche



How big your blanks be ain't nothin scot free



I'm ready to cop three talk to me papi



before the shots put out the Nazi's



Call off your Rockies



Yo pap they cockin back the glocksies



Pap had to stop three, two sombreros ready to



mop me, drop me, proceeded with the head of the click



Bread in their fingertips



The sly chick came out with three bricks



from out of the V-6, yeah mami like peep this



Yeah you got that sweetness



This ebony G's to bust open



One of the bastard get the heavenly freeze



I'm runnin with these



Yo hasta luego, amigos



And up and away we go



before they decide to bring the beef burritos



While they count the Fritos



I'm makin my way to the G-S-3-oh-oh



Big bag of the megalitos, three whole kilos



Spot about four vitos



with bullet belts filled up with torpedos



I'm leavin niggaz tore meat though when I draw heat yo



Tryin to leave me dead in the street yo



Mami ?? con tigo




Showdown at sunset, I'm leavin one wet



Slowly I step, my head sweats, my hand on my Tec



I die for my respect, let the slugs and bodies connect



All for the wreck, gotta support my rep on the set



Tekilla Sunrise, my two wives, decides who lives or dies



Leavin my rivals, flat on they back facin the sky



From out the left, took your last breath, death in disguise



With open eyes you dead in the desert, Tekilla Sunrise




I'm cockin on low, ready to hurt foes on dirt roads



Makin my hand jerk fro