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[Hook:] Columbians, mexicans, even got some work from the dominicans Americans, land of the free ... shit, my country... Red, white and blue, red white and blue Cripple bloodshed, nigga I salute Red, white and blue, red white and blue Cocaine shit, nigga I salute [Verse 1:] Columbians and mexicans I'm trying to reup Stop the beat let's get somethin understood where I stay they g'd up Maybach with my feet up, ak when I creep up Young niggas wear blood game, my og's rep hoover All I got is shooters, all we do is shoot out Your bad bitch got no ass, she must work at hooters Must of been in new york when them towers blew up Now I got a 911 porsche with the blue guts Rims'll make ya throw up, some will make you blow up Niggas get little money when you gonna grow up Louie from the toe up, street nigga so whay, I am Louie 13, and I'm just telling bitch it's pour up [Hook:] [Verse 2:] Letras de cancionesVoila, haha, 18 wheeler pull up Thousand mid and 30 bricks inside a honda He don't speak in english all he know is numbers Then my memphis plug he gonna get me through the summer He don't know my name, him is just a runner He pick it up and drop it off, then he gets some yonda Land of the free, run up if you wanna Suicide mission, we got choppas in this hummer Red white and blue, I'm no politician But I live in a white house so feel presidential Religious to the flag you name the streets of america In god we trust and where we stand I'll always be a hustler [Hook] From Letras Mania