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Hummers
Stackin' them chips and let them
Tricks get nothing from us

I'm wit' Kurupt, in LA, you know
My main homie readin' books by thugs
It's like Monster

cost you brick 
I got to the bread with out hitting a lick
Imade it legit by taking them trips 
You flexing the money I'm stacking the shit making it

Ride alone
Outlaw
Die alone
Outlaw
Sipping whiskey getting by
That's the way I live my life
I ain't coming down tonight
I'm an outlaw ride or die

You don't wanna see a tear drop from my eye
So you better just move homie and walk on by
Cuz I ain't got time, its hard staying alive
All you

star
But not the hollywood type
She backin it up
Im bussin the tunes
Shes sayin play maria by santana Because "her-name-is-my-name-too"
Her ass be so

Power to the Peso

Cappadonna

The Struggle

2003

Yes, Lord, it's all good, you know I hustle
In the tanktop with no muscle, all in the hood
And roll dice by the elevator, and post up
And wait there,

She Said OK

Big Boi

Vicious Lies & Dangerous Rumours

2012

But when I'm in Atlanta I be sticking ones in her thong, hit it with Bandanas
I'ma play that cat like it was played by Santana
Bitch I hit you up

Like coke, they want us to straight drop, but we rise (hands up)
We just trying to get by, they wanna see us broke,
But they wonÂ't, we on the grind

Sheen (Sheen)
Lade nach drücke ab, ganz ohne Alibi (rrrah)
Stop! Drop! (okay, okay)
Mein Album und alle drehen ab, Digga (du weißt)
Mein

Do You Really Wanna?

Partners-N-Crime

Duck Tape'n

1998

know that know judo?
Bandana Santana Bruno,
Run up get done up from sundown to sun up,
Better put that gun up,
If you don't you'll be one of 'em

Hustler

Chink Santana

Southside

2004

(feat. Chink Santana)
Yo yo yo
(hustler baby)
Oh
No
(hustler baby)
Oh
No
(hustler baby)

Deep in the cut
With the chrome on the thrown

drove outta town to get a bird?
Had a hitter half your age to put 'em down, just get a word (boom)
Santana fucked my head up with them diamonds and that

knew
How you move just like voodoo

Smokin' on a big ass blunt of Aiki pack doe
By any means gotta get that dough, ayy
Now, I got my pole tucked, ayy

on top, let's get it
And I'm Fredo Santana by the way

[CHORUS]
Sons of rock, we go by the name of
Sons of rock, you go by the name of
Sons of rock, we go by the name of
Sons of rock, you go by the name

zostawia ślady
To co nas różni od całej gromady
Nasza ferajna przyrzeka zasady
Spoczywaj w pokoju fredo santana
Wjeżdżam na scenę z użyciem tarana
Rozwalam

Hands on that on that body 
Baby I'm loving all that motion 

Swerve on Ducati 
In Santorini by the ocean 

Wild like safari shorty get naughty wit

do
But only if I do it with you

I wanna walk around surrounded by city lights
I wanna feel the breeze from a dark azure sky
So baby take my hand

cannot on the phone
So baby leave me alone
Ask me whats my sign
Bitch I am a cancer im at the top of the throne
Woah
Ar rifle scope
Santana you so dope

the stain
And I shoot everything I don't need no aim
I caught him walking by himself
Extendos yea they hanging out the window
Juelz Santana wear my hat, under

Stick by my side
Might just pull up when I drive
Make you sing like the mufuckin' oprah
Thick bitch by my side named Jenny
Left side phone bout' to hit

I might fight the whole team by myself, cause I'm a loner
I might pop a bean by myself, cause I give no fucks
I be in the raq, where it's no love

who knocks
Ain't control

Sauce it up
Sticking by the code is what I stand for
Always be on point cause niggas change up
Dying for attention

They want

Pernoud, Thalassa
Tour du bloc, Antofa
Anderlecht, Tabisla
Vlaamse block, beretta
Gipsy King, Santana
We be the infamous
Wacho que te pasa
C'est le rap d'la