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Kicking back at the hood with some crazy vatoes Got some hynas lined up pero pa'mas al rato Now I'm strolling down my calle to rush me some bud Seen a basehead on the way and I sold him a dub Put his twenty with my thirty and made a 5-0 Hit a fence to the alley to rush the indo Now I'm strolling through the back putting the dud away I gotta grab more dope to make some peso today Now I'm standing on my corner and I'm slanging my D When some putos drove up and took a blast at me So I pulled out my quette and never hesitated Came up and started blasting cause I knew they couldn't fade it Toker's on the loose and I'm straight gang related Gang related Gang-gang related Gang related Gang-gang related Gang related Gang-gang related Shot a fool in the shoulder and one in the head Didn't know how bad it was but hope that pato was dead Ran through the hood to let the homeboys know I say keep trucha tonight cause there putos might roll Took my quette to the spot where I know it was cool Started packing another cause that's the golden rule So I jumped in the ranfla that my homeboy Trigger had Hit a couple of corners and then go rush to the pad Creased up some brown khakis and a white t-shirt Put some mix of starch on it cause I knew it couldn't hurt Sat back on the couch rolled up another ounce Couldn't help but laugh at these putos I shot Turned on the radio, it was lighter Shade of Brown Turn that-back off, cause theses putos ain't down Vatos whese days, some of those putos come fake Talking gangstar-but didn't ever bust a grape You don't have to like me cause I've always been hated (Toker's on the loose) and I'm straight gang related Jump in my ride, started bumping my sounds Threw in an old take of, more bounce to the ounce Rolling down the street headed toward the hood But when I got there shit wasn't for looking too good Two black and whites and a couple of narcs And on the hood of one car, they had my homeboy shark So I busted a U and headed back to the spot To question the homies on any info they got The juras come back and they were looking for clues They got my homeboy shark for having bold on his shoes They took him to the station to see if he would break Didn't say shit and got shot to East lake Straight to K and L cause the vato wouldn't tell Told the juras too (go to hell) And that's the only thing that was ever stated Cause you don't say shit when you're gang relayed Gang related Gang related Gang related Gang related Gang related Gang related Gang related Gang related Couldn't go to the hood for a week or two Always smoking some puto that I never knew Just kept on rolling and didn't take it serious Hitting ten dollar sticks and acting delirious Not giving a fuck and all the dirt we done We just sat back and laughed cause this shit was all fun Toker's out banging and I won't be faded I'm a real motherfucker and straight gang related Gang related Gang, gang, gang related Gang related Gang, ga-gang related Gang related Gang, gang related Gang related Gang related