I got a lot of things I gotta get off my chest
For example Brownside no mas, fuck the rest
Wassup to the pelones who put it down like that
Sell dope, hit the pussy, gang bang and bust caps
Throw it up ese and let the pedo be known
Cause aquí para E-S all muthafucking day long
You know it hell yeah, once again it's on
Gotta keep these punk ass muthafuckers on the run
(Nah homie I don't claim)
(I'm not from there, all I do is rap)
That's all I hear from these bitches when I hit em up
Run up, put up or shut the fuck up
You punk ass foos
Trying to claim to fame
Tryna be but you can't
Cause all you bitches sound lame
I gotta take em to school
And show these levas how it's done
Snatch em by the neck
And beat em down with my fucking gun
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
A jotos bravos molesto
No les cuadra lo que muestro
Es que estoy puesto dispuesto
Pa pelear por nuestro
El maldito maestro es lo que soy
Con respeto les desmestro
Como se hace esto, a les voy
El día de hoy me sobra la casque me odia
Pero ni pedo yo soy del sur de California
Un pinche pelon con su sureño corazón
Que recibió de bendicion
Por allá dando de cabron
Un a visión, ilusión cómo les guste
La plataforma les puse
Yo juzgo el que la use
Ojalá que dios no me cruze
Con el puto que abuse
Porque la nota el juguete que cargo ya lo use
Entiendan que yo soy el maldito de dos uno tres
Los Ángeles representando otra vez
Lo que le falta en este juego
Yo se lo voy adar
Porque no hay otro igual
Guerilledo de sur central
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
And see you marks is looking silly
Out here claiming to fame
Talking bout you riding Sur
And ain't done a goddamn thang
To earn your people in the streets
Like us vatos out here banging
7 days of the week
Puffing chronic serving cavi
And roll with straps in the seat
So best to dodge us muthafucker
And hope these paths don't meet
Cause you'll be caught in the cross
And get your bitch ass tossed
Cause we be known to making statements
Set to clear who the boss
Cause we ain't fronting for fame
Just peep the stilo muthafucker
We was bred for the game
While you transparent and lame
And think you giving up that Trece
Gonna make you the same
But you ain't live like I do
Like smuggling shit off in the pen
And hit that safe for the Sur
Cause that's the way that we play
A straight soldado from the área
Scandeloso L.A
Where we pulling cartas daily
So best to mean what you say
Before you whined up in the hole
Be ICU'd from the K
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)
Put up (put up)
Run up (run up)
Or shut the fuck up (shut the fuck up)