Verse One: B-Real
Sipping on tequila, with Sheila, no doubt I`m bringing her on
Keeping her warm, leaving her heated like Tiger Balm
In the hot sun city of Mexico, it`s a pity
 [bad word] of witty niggas ain`t with me to get gritty
Rhymey as [bad word] on the track, snappin your head back
Get the medic, cause a victim from my [bad word] Joey Crack
Stomping the wax, niggas spittin on wax
Giving the facts, beginners lack the methods of kicking wicked records
second of time switch, as styles piles up
Mountains of various flows to rile up
Now what you wanna do, [bad word]  Tequila sunrise, [bad word] #33;
 [bad word] to town with my bigger boogie down figga
It`s the live [bad word]  do you think you can survive it?
When you decide it, leave it to me and Joe can provide it
Cracking open the golden, holdin the bomb load
While records are selling singles, my albums are getting sold
Kicking the universal, [bad word] techniques
Bang in the clubs, bang in the jeeps, bang in the streets

 [bad word] 
Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes
Realize we`re all born to die
So get the money, [bad word] #33;
(repeat 4x)

Verse Two: Fat Joe
Now I`m back for the new year, yeah, I volunteer
Sources pioneer, millionaire status here
I never had no fear sellin records
I resurrected on my third, that`s my word, it`s a high selection
And everybody know standing near me, 
I`m dangerous like Shannon Greary
Making the whole planet hear me
You feel me? I`m on my road to the riches
With hoes and [bad word] fulfilling my goals and my wishes
My flows is vicious, but showin` niggas since the early 90`s
Where Onyx at? Niggas rockin` both easy `round a grammy
Don`t mind me, I just call `em how I see `em
Most these rappers is actors living off per diem
Me? I`m on my own [bad word]  nothing but gold hits
Claimin the throne with my [bad word] Bone clique
On the phone-flip, talking to 
He scooped me up in the six, we `bout to hit overseas, what!