Bala Mala

Como el rey, soy la ley del la selva Mili-tek con respect algo suelta Y conecta dejando todo en pieces No me dices que tu mundo 'sta muy triste Y viniste llorando con el chisme I'm a weed head but I still pray to Jesus I believe my gente is gonna rise homes Gotta leave la maldad o you die homes El jinete corre con su caballo Asi traigo mi dolor bien clavado Mas que malo ya pagado el precio todo recio Mi orgullo en mi pecho Es tatuado el color de mi tierra Y mi espera con cigarros de yerba Hasta la muerte soy la voz del paisano Mirame cause imma die Mexicano None of y'all niggas is built like us You fuckin' with the realist so the real back up Who ever showed you how the game goes (game goes) Must of been the same hoes (same hoes) Representin' rainbows And that ain't us (that ain't us) So none of y'all niggas is built like us You fuckin' with the realist so the real back up Who ever showed you how tha game is (game is) Must of been the same bitch Try'na rep the lame shit And claim they us (motherfuckers) I got that Chris paw (Chris paw) pickin' up my wrist watch In the drop top, light out night watch Jack the ja we got the fry Bleed the block papa it's the notorius sky (ugh) Loose cannons hit 'em like projector Be skinin' like is the 'fact of me Be stinnkin' skip-asesctemis Through yo ass like Jimmy Bones (aha) Half a rid of science just investigatin' your chromosones Silicone shot us connectin' the dots collecting The pot un esta y'all got in this murderest plot Ever heard of the devil cry A dude over fifty in a Chevy about to take over the sky (ugh) Hit the ground breakin' off running Swift like ghost motherfuckers we saw something Game huntin' frontin' in yo 7-hunen What the fuck you gonna do when his Mack truck coming None of y'all niggas is built like us You fuckin' with the realist so the real back up Who ever showed you how the game goes (game goes) Must of been the same hoes (same hoes) Representin' rainbows And that ain't us (that ain't us) So none of y'all niggas is built like us You fuckin' with the realist so the real back up Who ever showed you how tha game is Must of been the same bitch Try'na rep the lame shit And claim they us (motherfuckers) El paisano cummin' down like a avalanche have a chance Mili strapped almost got his ass Mira dad gettin' mad cause I'm actin' bad Kinda sad the only son that you ever had Now I'm gone el pelon representing houstone Raza throne fore the dome cause is still my home Gotta yell, gotta screem, gotta let'em know I'm a sell Smokin' weed out of Mexico Make a flow, wreck a show No te aguites wuey ant day El maton and I never play How you say I'm king Porque soy el rey Raise a fade for the head like a hearing aid Hand grenade pull the pin watch some metal spray Holiday, chale wuey alcoholic ey puro yay Wactch a C cause I'm in your face have a taste Raza shit, can you feel the bass None of y'all niggas is built like us You fuckin' with the realist so the real back up Who ever showed you how the game goes (game goes) Must of been the same hoes (same hoes) Representin' rainbows And that ain't us (that ain't us) So none of y'all niggas is built like us You fuckin' with the realist so the real back up Who ever showed you how tha game is Must of been the same bitch Try'na rep the lame shit And claim they us (motherfuckers)