Ha, Simón
This is one's s going out to my do or die
My big dog descansé en paz homie
I'll never forget you ese
You know, forever real homie
Remember all the good times we had ese
You were a foo ese
I'll be there, we'll kick it again me and you foo
Standing at the sight of the homies grave
Paying my respects, just got out from upstate
Dispenza homie, I wasn't here at the time
When I call the pad ese, it blew my mind
You knew I had nothing but love for you
I sit back and remember all the shit we used to do (Good times)
Foos we got with and bitches we fucked
From kicking back in the hood to selling dope on the block
Simón ese, you were a down ass homie
I'll see you one day, it'll be you and me
Then we'll kick it, me and you once again
As for now you can bet, I'll be looking for revenge
I know you would, if it was me there instead
I won't stop loco, till every puto is dead
I put it on the hood ese, I ride for you
You know how we do it, do or die fuck them foos
To the side of your grave is where I stand
A frajo in my right ear and a pisto in my hand
Damn homie
I can't help but to think
Of all the times we used to kick it
Leaving here with a bullet
Off top it's time to get wicked
To the side of your grave is where I stand
A frajo in my right ear and a pisto in my hand
Damn homie
I can't help but to think
Of all the times we used to kick it
Leaving here with a bullet
Off top it's time to get wicked
I spoke to your jefita, she went to see me holmes
She wrote it all down, I couldn't believe you were gone
It broke my heart, to see her cry like she did
I still have time to do, I couldn't do shit
I kept in touch, when I got out I stopped by
It was different without you though, I won't lie
I seen flicks of all of us, kicking back
Some with me, you, Dopey and my primo Blacks
It brought back memories, on how we used to kick it
Everybody was here, you, Feo, Danger and Cricket
The good times ese, they never seem to last
Got me kicking back reminiscing of the past
Damn homie, it's fucked up you had to go
We'll meet again, we will ese simón I know
We'll be clicking up again when I get there homie
You can show me around and we'll clown, you know me
To the side of your grave is where I stand
A frajo in my right ear and a pisto in my hand
Damn homie
I can't help but to think
Of all the times we used to kick it
Leaving here with a bullet
Off top it's time to get wicked
To the side of your grave is where I stand
A frajo in my right ear and a pisto in my hand
Damn homie
I can't help but to think
Of all the times we used to kick it
Leaving here with a bullet
Off top it's time to get wicked
Ese I remember when you first came around
A little young ass foo, trying to show us you were down
Trippin', bangin' hitting corners in the g ride
It was you, Lazy and little Sharp always high
Blasting foos, always kept the spot hot
Juras rushing the homies behind putos getting shot
Time went by, you little foos grew up
Stayed banging for the hood and not giving a fuck
Made a name for yourselves, letting the hood be known
And all them punk ass foos, knew you held your own
Some of us got busted and some passed away
But homies like you, ese I'll miss every day
You were there for me when shit got rough at one time
I'll never forget it you got love on mines
Here I am, sitting at your grave sight
Descanse en paz, my homie my tight
To the side of your grave is where I stand
A frajo in my right ear and a pisto in my hand
Damn homie
I can't help but to think
Of all the times we used to kick it
Leaving here with a bullet
Off top it's time to get wicked
To the side of your grave is where I stand
A frajo in my right ear and a pisto in my hand
Damn homie
I can't help but to think
Of all the times we used to kick it
Leaving here with a bullet
Off top it's time to get wicked
Dios me dijo que la vida cuesta
Una tristeza lo que la vida nos demuestra
En la ciudad está de pandilleros me voy a quedar
Rolando y fumando yesca, no más para aguantar
That's it, if you're in the game ese
That's how it ends
That's how it goes