[Intro: B-Real, Sen Dog & Barron Ricks]

Mira joven… Si busco a alguien, que mueva producto

Pero que lo mueva con madre…

¿Pos sabes que compa?

Yo aquí, en el norte yo soy el que controla yo te lo puedo mover todo...

¿80, 100 palos a la semana…?

Te traemos toda la feria y limpio ese…

Pues bueno, aquí tenemos un negocio... vamos hacer hombres ricos… ¿Tomamos no? Del gusano…

Pa' la salud!

Pa' la salud! Primero yo…

Primero usted…

Grrrrrah!

*Mexican yells*

Word up, Tequila style

Cometelo!

[Verse 1: Barron Ricks]

Eat the worm, motherfucker!

Tequila spice, hot nights, feelin' right, sippin' on Jose Cuervo

Down in Tijuana, Mexico

Thinkin' of the big score the night before

Met the connect who was impressively dressed in high fabrics

With troops like Beirut

Up on the mezzanine, brandishin' sub-machine guns

A-yo, it's all about the money, son

Now that's the only reason

We came south of the border to complete this work order

We gotta get it, no lookin' back, goin' all out for it

Ready to attack, die in a minute flat for it

As God is my witness

We got ditches for all you motherfuckin' fake bitches

It all boils down to the business

Nothin' personal when niggas actin' like they helpin' you

I'll fuckin' blast you like Frank Castle, motherfucker!

[Chorus]

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes

Realize we're all born to die

So get the money, nigga!

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes

Realize we're all born to die

So get the money, nigga!

[Verse 2: B-Real]

I never knew money like this, in the palm of my hand

'Til I met the man with mad hook-up and big plans

Everywhere you look up, he got everybody shook up, runnin' for cover

Big bad WOLF, motherfucker!

He was like a father figure, showed me the bigger picture

Fuck slangin' on the corner, don't let the pigs get ya

Not like these fools who don't comprehend

Who end up doin' a twenty-five bid in the pen

You got that?! He gave me a cup, I took a swig

The bitter taste of the 'mezcal', free worm shit

Droppin' a lesson, he slapped my face

He said, "Listen, pay attention, brother, you're my ace

But don't ever question, just do what I say and you'll be rich

And keep this in your mind — rats lay in a ditch with no spine

Don't ever forget that golden rule in the game"

Cheers! They all know your name, it's like fame

Why women and money don't mix like drinkin' and drivin'

Watch those connivin' women and keep your eye out!

Always be aware of what's around you

They wanna down you, and fuckin' clown you

Keep your shit in order the money won't stop

Pretty soon, you'll be on top

[Chorus]

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes

Realize we're all born to die

So get the money, nigga!

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes

Realize we're all born to die

So get the money, nigga!

[Verse 3: B-Real]

Tequila Sunrise, with the bloodshot eyes

My.. my.. my.. how time flies and goes by, surprise!

My mentor passed on and passed a warn to me, emergency

For my enemies who wanna murder me

Eat the worm, motherfucker, while you burn, motherfucker

Better kill me, don't let me return, motherfucker

Trust no man, 'cause I'll be back, you understand?

With a plan, and my ace in hand, I want it all

I recall the words from Jesús, you are the Juice

Better go get it, don't let it get to your head, embed it

Let these words stick, you better be ready to die

Now take a fuckin' sip, caution it, but I never lie

[Chorus]

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes

Realize we're all born to die

So get the money, nigga!

Tequila Sunrise, bloodshot eyes

Realize we're all born to die

So get the money, nigga!

[Outro]

Tequila, eat the worm, Ese! Eat that shit!

Don't be scared, Ese

Yo, so where is he, man? You know?

He said he'd be here, homies

Damn, he's a little late but, [?] he'll be here, just wait

Is it some good shit, man?

Man, the dude said the shit was powerful as shit

I hope he's got some good shit, man

Because he is late, it's 5 o'clock already

He is gonna be here, homies, he’s gonna be here, homies