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It's the call box, what's your name, where
You cruising at, then shout out your homies
It's Lil Bam-Bam, baby
-Unintelligible
It's Quente, baby
-Laughing- This Big Quente?
Yeah, it's Quente
Yo, so you got your son riding shotgun, man?
That's right, homie, yes, yes, yes, yes, god
I wish, I wish, homies, I wish a lot of things
I wish I could go back to when I was only seventeen
I wish I had all the money in the world
So I didn't have to worry about my little boy and girl
I wish they didn't have to grow up so fast
And I wish I could erase some of my past
Except all my good times and all my laughs
And I wish I could take off all my fucked up tats
And I wish that I had a gangster mama
And my life had no drama, and I owned my own casa
And I wish I could do anything I wanted
And nobody would ever trip or try to come up off it
And I wish there was never no such thing as jealousy
Or parole or felonies, and you could take out the hell in me
And I wish every jaina was a firme lady
And I wish my baby's mom wasn't always driving me crazy
And I wish when I was born, my family was rich
And everything around me was positive
And everybody cared if I died or lived
If I died or lived
And I wish when I was born, my family was rich
And everything around me was positive
And everybody cared if I died or lived
If I died or lived
And I wish my sister Marna wouldn't worry so much
And I wish I could take away pain from a touch
And I wish I didn't have to pay rent every month
And insurance, bills, gas, and food, and junk
And I wish I could kick back and get high all day
And I wish my songs got more radio play
And I wish it was okay to fight
And bitch slap every jaina I didn't like
And every vato claiming the south that wasn't down
Would keep it out their mouth, mister down for the browns
Anyways, I wish dead beat daddies didn't exist
'Cause that gets me pissed
And I wish parents didn't fight in front of their kids
And I wish I didn't do a few more things that I did
And I wish it was still ten bucks for a lid
And I wish my brother Smiley didn't have two strikes
And my little brother Listo wasn't doing twelve years of his life
And I wish when I was born, my family was rich
And everything around me was positive
And everybody cared if I died or lived
If I died or lived
And I wish when I was born, my family was rich
And everything around me was positive
And everybody cared if I died or lived
If I died or lived
And I wish I was the biggest Mexican rap star
And everybody rolling up was bumping Cuete in their car
Yes, god, imagine that
I wish I could stop time for a day
And everything would be mine, all Cuete's
I wish I could be invisible
I'd throw some panty raids
And grab some asses and some titties
And scare those bitches, and feed those kittens
And I would grease up those grizzlies
'Cause I have no shame or pity
And I wish I could kill every cop and lie
And I could get away clean and never get caught
Homie, why not
Shit, I wish I had a million more wishes
And when they were almost gone, I wished for a million more wishes
And I wish there was never AIDS, or cancer, or these vicious
Diseases that take loved ones from loved ones for no reason
And I wish I could bring back all the loved ones that passed
And I wish I could buy my mom and dad their own pad
And I wish when I was born, my family was rich
And everything around me was positive
And everybody cared if I died or lived
If I died or lived
And I wish when I was born, my family was rich
And everything around me was positive
And everybody cared if I died or lived
If I died or lived
You know what I mean, homies
This is Cuete, yes, god, yes, god
Shit, that's what I wish for
I wish for a lot of things
And I'm thankful for everything I got
I got the love from the lord, my familia
My neighborhood, my homeboys, everybody
So what do you got to be happy for?
I got everything
But I wish I had everything else, too
Ha ha, tu sabes, I'm fucking greedy
I don't give a fuck
So that means you're fucked
Fuck it
And if you got something I want, something I like, something I need
It's mine