Testo La Cobra - That Mexican OT
Testo della canzone La Cobra (That Mexican OT), tratta dall'album La Cobra
(I'm going to Rob's house!)
Que la cobra es venenosa
Y no quiero hacerla enojar
Le voy a tocar una cumbia
Y sé que la voy a encantar
I might buck around and pop a jigga, this all make me bop a little
Fuckin' on yo' bitch, I'll make that lil' ho tell you "Bye, lil' nigga"
I'll push up looking sporty with this .40 and make his face blow
But I'm beatin' up these niggas, got me screamin' "Fuck a Draco"
I'm Southside steppin', checkin' any section if they got a problem with me
Bitch, I'm ready for beef
I fuck on 'nother bitch, bitch, I'm ready to eat
I got hustle in me, I don't want it for free
(I got thangs) I gotta get on my chest
I got people that wanting me dead, but they know I'm exchanging a leg
I'm J.F.K, hit or hit broad day
Leave him dead, boy, light up a cup from a purple ray
Bullets went through his vertebrate, gun him down with a dirty K
I'm from dirty Bay, what we do with the murder way
No, I ain't here to play, I'm here to catch a prey
I might just hit his fame and I got his fucking brain
I'ma count up on a mil', then I count another mil' again
Spin around your block, then I spin around your block again
I'ma knock that lil' ho down, and then I'll knock that lil' ho down again
Take back right to the chopper and guess what? 'Cause I knocked that down again
Que la cobra es venenosa
Y no quiero hacerla enojar
Le voy a tocar una cumbia
Y sé que la voy a encantar
I'll knock your brains out, ho, I'm packing pills to smokin' dro
I'm on my Mexican ass shit, I'll plug you in for the load
So if you need it, I got it, and if it's clean, I'ma cop it
And when I need my dick sucked, I call yo' bitch 'cause she rockin'
Ca-ca-catch a plane off a Friday, either way, I'ma buy it
I ain't trippin', what you sayin', just don't come out of pocket
Find my case for complaints, smokin' 20 for a G
I only like expensive weed, man, I don't smoke cheap
Yeah, 'cause, bitch, I ain't cheap, I'm eating steaks all week
You think that she wanna marry me, keep your bitch on her knees
Make a ho say, "please", even the bitch with degrees
I done sell so much weed, I could've filled up the sea
It's that big dro D, the ho sittin' on me
No, I don't smoke swishers, only papers and leaves
I keep some Cadillac keys, I only ride 4 G's
And if you want a whole piece, shit, they start at 4 G's, huh
Que la cobra es venenosa
Y no quiero hacerla enojar
Le voy a tocar una cumbia
Y sé que la voy a encantar
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Writer(s): Virgil Gazca, Richard Elizondo
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