nba - that mexican ot & coldblooded tyrell lyrics
[intro: that mexican ot]
(where you goin’ now?)
(i’m goin’ to rob’s house)
yeah
(ayo, is that that mexican ot?)
tb, you did your thing, baby
[chorus: that mexican ot]
hp full of drodi, this a perc’, so i ain’t no drug dealer
play with my money or my family, they gon’ turn me to a cold k!ller
how you figure that i push up with a tommy like my name hilfiger?
yoppa cuttin’ like a blade, i’m gettin’ surgical, i’ll take out his liver
[verse 1: that mexican ot]
if you ain’t got nothin’ good to say to a n*gga, don’t say sh*t at all
that’s why i don’t speak a word to these people, i just punch a n*gga in the jaw
i be in my thoughts staring at these walls
my baby girl help whenever i fall
i was duckin’ and dodgin’, runnin’ from the laws
my friends wasn’t there, i had no one to call
but now that i’m up, everybody wanna call
i was goin’ so hard, the nba hit me up because they thought a mexican tryna ball
if you feelin’ jumpy, n*gga, leap like a frog
you tryna chit*chat, n*gga, f*ck that
spin on his block, i’ma get me some get*back
this ain’t nothin’ new, your b*tch ass been a rat
shoot him up, make his body spin just like a ceiling fan
[chorus: that mexican ot]
hp full of drodi, this a perc’, so i ain’t no drug dealer
play with my money or my family, they gon’ turn me to a cold k!ller
how you figure that i push up with a tommy like my name hilfiger?
yoppa cuttin’ like a blade, i’m gettin’ surgical, i’ll take out his liver
[verse 2: coldblooded tyrell]
they play with the gang, then i gotta crush ’em
that’s end of discussion, not one for the talking
i really won’t play with that boy or his buddy
i f*ck ’round and chalk ’em, get flipped like a dolphin
or maybe free willie
best grab you a coat ’cause it’s chilly when coldblooded active
don’t care where he from, who he know, or the n*ggas he with
all my brothers got orders to tax him
they really ain’t f*ckin’ with me and i’m done being humble
talkin’ like lightning, i’m bringin’ the thunder
young hood gorilla, i been in the jungle
i’m nice with my hands, but i’m not ’bout to rumble
or tussle with lil’ dude
’cause l’il heat him up if he too cool
i feel like i’m webbie, i’m too smooth
you f*ckin’ with winners, i don’t lose
on god, on gang, yeah
[chorus: that mexican ot]
hp full of drodi, this a perc’, so i ain’t no drug dealer
play with my money or my family, they gon’ turn me to a cold k!ller
how you figure that i push up with a tommy like my name hilfiger?
yoppa cuttin’ like a blade, i’m gettin’ surgical, i’ll take out his liver
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