[Kid Frost] Home boy Home boy Yes sir Yes sir From Tex to Cali part two Ha ha
[Verse 1: SPM] I gets down and dirty Stood at 7:30 My team for a birdy I don't think ya heard me Take a journey to where boys Die too early In the land of the hand of the district attorney Controversy Make you beg for mercy 45 where niggas will rob you for ya jersey Ariberdiheri All my shots be fatal Little pigs coffin my hands to my ankle Too much bail Got to make bail I got a 2000 Benz and I can't even spell Take a fine ass gal to a cheap motel And if she hungry I take that bitch to Taco Bell Oh weeell Her pussy ain't made of gold And if I trip you be sittin on the side of the road Yo Frost [Kid Frost] What up dawg? [SPM] Let me hit the pine o fine I done jumped in this game And now it's mine all mine
[Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM] From Tex to Cali Every hood every alley Puffin on smalley In the candy coated Cadi Maan that blocks to go glocks Wit 17 shots [Gun shot] Cops Swearin to God, we sell rocks [Repeat 2x]
[Verse 2: Kid Frost] I'm still standin in the sunset Hand on my pistola Little John Gotti From baja Califrnia Sippin on Corona With the chip Motorola Betta watch out for my coner Or you'll be an organ doner 1part pure 3 parts bakin soda Take it out the microwave Before it bubbles over Betta look ova ya shoulda Shits getting colda Don't flip the strip and you might dip into a coma I the bomba Bomba I'ma let you know que onda Que onda In the South Park smokin on some smoka On some smoka SO what youo sayin I'm down in club payin It's crunk I'm drunk Fucked up cuz parlayin Chillin wit ya baby moma Sellin dope to her brotha Everyday that you in jail She beggin me to fuck her Don't touch the cap Cuz I best get the sattle From Cali to Tex these fool G's ride cattle
[Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM] [Repeat 2x]
[Verse 3: SPM] It's the SPM aka Grando cinquero Come to me for a ki Fuck a pebble Look to me in the hazel eyes wedo Ha ha I'll break you off with one dedo Anyway anyhow when my gun go blow We can settle this shit right here right now Actin foul with the crack child Leave a smile Have you shinin up my reptile Now I got em tryin to dial nine eleven Pray for me Reverend In the hood I'm a back street legend In a 7 7 Seville And only 17 I jus saw a beauty queen become a dope fiend In the land of the lost it's the same ol story I jus gave my mom some change for a 40 Got many wets luxurious and sporty I'll be on the stage when you kill that shit for me