Soy Chingon

Uh hello?

Who?

Damn it, for the last time, there aren't any Mexicans here

Ey holmes, throw on some fucking oldies ese

Orale let me trip on this 45 then ese

Watcha.. ora

Simon I'm ready ese, estoy listo

Si out of marijuana, say pass to the pisto

Cause I don't need to get drunk off my ass

I just need a little high that's gonna last

Jump off the ranfla, kick back on the curb

Light up a toke, smoke up all the herb

Smoke three, move to the five then to the seven

Ran out of zig zags so back to 7-11 we go

No need to buy 'em, we'll just leave 'em

Homie said he'll call the police, I didn't believe him

Walked out the store with an attitude started capping, then started laughing

Then let me tell you what happened

Went back to the hood, rolled up some endo

Putos rolling through my barrio, I broke their window

Shank their fucking tires now they can't leave

And now it's about time for three sold guys to bleed

Pulled them out the ranfla and we fucked them up

Took 'em to the canton and we tagged them up

Put the big BC on their foreheads

We want the vatos alive, we don't want 'em dead

We want em walking around to show that the Brown Crowd was there

And did that shit without a care

In the world 'cause they're nothing but little girls

Damn I should have pulled it cause they deserved the bullet

Put the cuete to their temple

Then pulled the fucking trigger 'cause it's so fucking simple

Just like my lyrics I'm kicking back when I say 'em

I don't yell at putos ey I'm kicking back when I spray them

Fucking leva

'Cause if you fuck with me I fuck with you twice as hard leva

Yeah, soy chingon

Some vatos walked up and asked if I gang bang

I said I used to but then I had to pull out the fusca

This vato's from the wrong hood

And now they think they got Lil Rob good

But fuck it, I had to blast the puto between the eyes

And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy cries

But what the fuck, I did what had to be done

I can't let one go so I have to kill both of them

I don't give a shit, I'll do it real quick

But sabes que ese, it's time for me to split

It's time to leave the fucking premises

'Cause I don't need a witness so I leave with the slickness and quickness

Take homeboy's hyna then pulled the corner

Jumped in the back seat and you know she let me bone her

She's looking fine, do you know what I mean

I made her scream I said stick with me and you'll become a brown queen

Because you never deserved a ranker

You need a vato like me, the Mexican Gangster

But what if this firme hyna points the dedo

I'm telling this sweet stuff pero it's puro pedo

Because you gotta know I'm smarter than that

This hyna wasn't even crying as she saw her vato dying

Now when I'm with her I hear the jura's drive by

Going to the site where I left those fools to die

Now who did it nobody has a clue

And without the murder weapon what's the jura gonna do

Aw shit, what if this bitch pulls rat

So I grab my shotgun and I pump the fucker back

Just in case, but the bitch wasn't knowing

'Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning

She got nasty, opened her mouth with a grin

Can't let a good thing go to waste, so I stuck my dick in

And I was going, she was going, and then I started cumming

Replaced my dick with the shotgun and you know I started gunning

In my eyes I didn't do nothing wrong

Do what I do to survive, so you know it's on

Y sabes que no one's ever gonna catch me

Cause I'm too sly, too slick, too WICKED

Left the place without a trace

And I didn't care holmes, so there it is there holmes

Just like my lyrics I'm kicking back when I say 'em

I don't yell at putos ey I'm kicking back when I spray them

Fucking leva

Yeah, and if the payback ain't quick

You best believe the pain is gonna stick leva

Soy chingon

Soy chingon, cabron like Al Capone always holding my own