Amigo

Yo, it's the five amigo gringos Lickin' shots like Johnny Ringo I bend you over backwards just like the limbo From one single shot they run straight through your body I pack a double malt shawty when I'm stickin' up the party sippin' on Bacardi Straight with no ice in cold nights We got heat to hold tight Just to make 'em fold like a deck of cards Try to sabotage with your You're gettin' buried in your own backyard On your boulevard, rock hard with no disregard To whoever you may be, even your family tree It's Reckless Manchi with the lyrics, sis Specialist Anonymous, we left you in the midst of the fog Doin' the job like the mob Even if we had to rob up and call North Cop It's Reckless, stickin' niggas for they necklace and they pendants And my livin' be independent Descendin' from Doomstown underground The Villa MCs, I'll leave you all stiller than a statue Cap you if I have to Glock 22, I smoke MCs to the residue Dead bodies without a clue and it's true no pretendin', so you best be comprehendin With the styles that we got, it's Doomstown block Niggas be stickin' you up for your crack rocks To make jackpots in the hot spots where cops lock On the block, non-stop, round clock We smoke them just like blunts And drink them down like Jack Daniels or Spumente Bambinos in Doomstown No casinos, tryna make G-notes for my crime-related family Some niggas try me, Diamond X, they got their eye on me Invest in me, like amigos, sellin' fleek around the block Niggas are forced to do crime so they pick up a Glock Some don't stop until they all get shot, they think they role models, instigators Round they block, kids ask me, when will this madness stop Had to tell them G-O-D is my reality, those who die, it's fatality Turn to God, cause he's the source of my energy Dismantled all my enemies and any means necessary So you can be the next contender in the cemetery It's quite contrary to the fact that I'm dressed up in black And if you don't know how to act, just think about that T-Senor, I launch you from T-O to Acapulco to Singapore Better than your average competitor, rank number one Never second to none, let's see who's quick on the draw McGraw, brandishin' my .45 TAR Look into your eyes just to see who you are If you flinch one time, it will be your fatal flaw Original bandoleros, never down by law Drinkin' tequila with no trace of how we like it raw With our beats bangin' like a Remington, that's the law My compadres and we spa, around the avenues, lanes and streets Shit's deep every month and every day of the week Can't sleep, gotta seek for the missing treasure A stick and treble for a cheddar or whatever My lyrical dose kills when seized by the mill Like an overdose of Tylenol pills, my style's ill Got your girl green like a $20 bill As I perfect my skills, I'm number one, son I shoot tracks like a gun Diggin' freestyles that leave your head numb Indestructible, bound to blow up, inspect the gadget It's a habit, I serve you like a crack addict I smoke that and come by your next gram My eyes stay focused like a video cam Seein' good dreams, cruisin' in Mercedes With ladies callin' me baby Yo, it's crazy, thoughts sicker Than crackheads that surround me Askin' for quarters, they life's out of order I represent the north side of the border Without a jacket, you might catch pneumonia Yo, yo, the core, core north is stiff, different ways Ways we got renegades, gays runnin' round, round with 12 gays Gays, mad, mad style from black, black diamond, missing treasure Whatever, you be buried for the leather The things that you're doin Your style get truant for the whole path Cause I come up, I got my graph on your whole set You get wet by the verbalists, analysts Who be smokin' on the can, cannabis, bis So get that drift, driftin', step, step to the side, side Diamond X, get your brains on a different type of fly, fly This guy got, be that black, black, the strap, strap With verbal gag, gags, who's bustin' off your head, back, backs So who chat, chats, make they stop, stops For I have to read the psalms, 53 for the pussy We easy, cause I be comin' back with verbalists The herbalists who smokes the cannabis So nigga, catch the drift, it's the missing treasure