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
Galixou - Amigo Lyrics
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English
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
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
Writer: P. Salmon
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
