Tex To Cali Part 2 Lyrics - Kid Frost

[Kid Frost] 

Home boy 

Home boy 

Yes sir 

Yes sir 

From Tex to Cali part two 

Ha ha 

[Verse 1: SPM] 

I gets down and dirty 

Stood at 7:30 

My team for a birdy 

I don't think ya heard me 

Take a journey to where boys 

Die too early 

In the land of the hand of the district attorney 

Controversy 

Make you beg for mercy 

45 where niggas will rob you for ya jersey 

Ariberdiheri 

All my shots be fatal 

Little pigs coffin my hands to my ankle 

Too much bail 

Got to make bail 

I got a 2000 Benz and I can't even spell 

Take a fine ass gal to a cheap motel 

And if she hungry 

I take that bitch to Taco Bell 

Oh weeell 

Her pussy ain't made of gold 

And if I trip you be sittin on the side of the road 

Yo Frost 

[Kid Frost] 

What up dawg? 

[SPM] 

Let me hit the pine o fine 

I done jumped in this game 

And now it's mine all mine 

[Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM] 

From Tex to Cali 

Every hood every alley 

Puffin on smalley 

In the candy coated Cadi 

Maan that blocks to go glocks 

Wit 17 shots 

[Gun shot] 

Cops 

Swearin to God, we sell rocks 

[Repeat 2x] 

[Verse 2: Kid Frost] 

I'm still standin in the sunset 

Hand on my pistola 

Little John Gotti 

From baja Califrnia 

Sippin on Corona 

With the chip Motorola 

Betta watch out for my coner 

Or you'll be an organ doner 

1part pure 

3 parts bakin soda 

Take it out the microwave 

Before it bubbles over 

Betta look ova ya shoulda 

Shits getting colda 

Don't flip the strip and you might dip into a coma 

I the bomba 

Bomba 

I'ma let you know que onda 

Que onda 

In the South Park smokin on some smoka 

On some smoka 

SO what youo sayin 

I'm down in club payin 

It's crunk I'm drunk 

Fucked up 'cause parlayin 

Chillin wit ya baby moma 

Sellin dope to her brotha 

Everyday that you in jail 

She beggin me to fuck her 

Don't touch the cap 

'cause I best get the sattle 

From Cali to Tex these fool G's ride cattle 

[Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM] 

[Repeat 2x] 

[Verse 3: SPM] 

It's the SPM aka 

Grando cinquero 

Come to me for a ki 

Fuck a pebble 

Look to me in the hazel eyes wedo 

Ha ha 

I'll break you off with one dedo 

Anyway anyhow when my gun go blow 

We can settle this shit right here right now 

Actin foul with the crack child 

Leave a smile 

Have you shinin up my reptile 

Now I got em tryin to dial nine eleven 

Pray for me Reverend 

In the hood I'm a back street legend 

In a 7 7 Seville 

And only 17 

I jus saw a beauty queen become a dope fiend 

In the land of the lost it's the same ol story 

I jus gave my mom some change for a 40 

Got many wets luxurious and sporty 

I'll be on the stage when you kill that shit for me 

[Chorus: Kid Frost and SPM] 

[Repeat 2x]