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Ese 40'z
Ese 40'z
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Francisco Dutchover
Francisco Dutchover
Songwriter
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Francisco Dutchover
Francisco Dutchover
Producer

Lyrics

All creased down at the county
Fresco's, Charlie Brown's, flannel, dope
And you know the list goes on, and on
For a chollo in the mix
Droppin' firme down rollas, always with a gangster twist
Head shaved by Diablo
That's the estilo that I fly
In them cars that are rumble
Boy, you know it's do or die
And I won't quit rapping for Chicano on the culture
Chollo down vato like my jam, Lonely Soldier
Heart's heavy but my will is strong
So you know I stay ready with another barrio song
Keepin' it all G'd up for them crazy summer nights
I blow another sweet up, take off in the city lights
Straight mobbin' with my locos in the ride
Cookin' now, we always sippin', never question why
Do I live the way I live? That's on me, I'm the cool
Keep my head held high, always living old school
It's 2020 now, but I'm still droppin' rolas
Gettin' bumped in the hood by all them chollos and them chollas
Stay true to my roots, I'll never switch it up
I'll be a viejo with a brim and leave a crease with the cuff
Hittin' burpees in the AM, runnin' through the night
Makin' money while they playin', see another city light
All up in my zone, Nuevomex' is my home
Tiny town, throw it down, now what's next as I roam
From the west to the east and back down to the south
602 where I'm posted, I gotta give a shout
To all my G's nationwide, all them spots that I chill
Ese 40'z, Locote, the one from Psychoville
Droppin' nothin' but the realest, I rap from the cora
Makin' sure that you feel this, simon pues ahora
Time for the homeboys and homegirls to kick it
Be makin' holes, yeah, you know I come with it
Much love to all my gente, my raza, my soul
Runs deep in these lyrics, as I let 'em all know
This the way that I live, this the way that I'll die
Jammin' old school with the 40, fine hyna by my side
Rollin' all around, trippin' off the yesca that I spark
In the pale moonlight, singing oldies in the dark
And when we come to livin' once, you know I'm gonna do it right
But they're in the tiny town, they're all up in them city lights
Written by: Francisco Dutchover
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