[phone rings]
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[Beavis]
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Uh.. hello?
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Who?
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Damnit, for the last time
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There aren't any Mexicans here [hangs up phone]
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[Sir Crown]
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Ey holmes throw on some fuckin oldies ese
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[Lil' Rob]
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Orale let me trip on this 45 then ese
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Watcha.. ora..
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Si mon I'm ready ese, estoy listo
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Si out of marijuana say pass to the pistol
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Cause I don't need to get drunk off my ass
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I just need a little high that's gonna last
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Jump off the raffla, kick back on the curb
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Light up a toke, yeah smoke up all the herb
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Smoke three move to the five then to the seven
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Ran out of zig-zags so back to 7-11 we go
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No need to buy 'em we'll just leave 'em
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Homey said he'd call the police, I didn't believe him
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Walked out the store with an attitude
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Started capping, then started laughing
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Then let me tell you what happened
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Went back to the hood rolled up some endow
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Putos rollin' through my barrio, I broke their window
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Shank their fuckin tires now they can't leave
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And now it's about time for three sold guys to bleed
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Pulled 'em out the raffla and we fucked them up
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Took 'em to the canton and we tagged them up
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Put the big "BC" on their foreheads
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We want the vatos alive we don't want 'em dead
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We want em walking around to show that the Brown Crowd was there
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And did that shit without a care
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In the world cause they're nothing but little girls
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Damn I shoulda pulled it cause they deserved the bullet
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Put the cuete to their temple
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Then pulled the fuckin trigger cause it's so fuckin simple
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[Chorus]
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Just like my lyrics I'm kickin back when I say 'em
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I don't yell at putos ey I'm kickin back when I spray them
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Fuckin leva
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Cause if you fuck with me
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I fuck with you twice as hard LEVA
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Yeah, soy chingon
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Some vatos walked up and asked if I gangbang
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I said I used to
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But then I had to pull out the fusca
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This vato's from the wrong hood
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And now they think they got Lil' Rob good
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But fuck it
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I had to blast the puto between the eyes
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And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy cries
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But what the fuck, I did what had to be done
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I can't let one go so I have to kill both of them
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I don't give a shit, I'll do it real quick
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Bust off let's get yes it's time for me to split
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It's time to leave the fuckin premises
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Cause I don't need a witness
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So I leave with the slickness and quickness
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Take homeboy's hyna then pulled the corner
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Jumped in the backseat and you know she let me bone her
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She's looking fine do you know what I mean
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I made her scream
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I said stick with me and you'll become a brown queen
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Because you never deserved a ranker
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You need a vato like me the Mexican Gangster
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But what if this firme hyna points the dedo
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I'm tellin this sweet stuff pero it's puro pedo
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Because you gotta know I'm smarter than that
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This hyna wasn't even crying as she saw her vato dying
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Now when I'm with her I hear the hura's drive by
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Going to the site where I left those fools to die
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Now who did it nobody has a clue
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And without the murder weapon what's the hura gonna do
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Aw shit, what if this bitch pulls rat
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So I grab my shotgun and I pump the fucker back
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Just in case, but the bitch wasn't knowin
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Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning
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She got nasty, opened her mouth with a grin
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Can't let a good thing go to waste
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So I stuck my dick in
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And I was goin, she was goin and then I started cumming
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Replaced my dick with the shotgun
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And you know I started gunning
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In my eyes I didn't do nothing wrong
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Do what I do to survive so you know it's on
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Y Sabes que no one's ever gonna catch me
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Cause I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D
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Left the place without a trace
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And I didn't care holmes
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So there it is there holmes
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[Chorus]
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Yeah, and if the payback ain't quick
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you best believe the pain is gonna stick LEVA
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Soy chingon, soy chingon cabron
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Like Al Capone always holding my own
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Soy Chingon
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Lil' Rob |