Letras
Skiggity-skat
It's your boy Bone Suprano
Represent for the Bay Area on this one, stand up
415, 510, 916, Yo
Chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch
Yeah, San Francisco, that's (chuch, chuch, chuch)
In Oakland, that's (chuch, chuch, chuch)
Sacramento, that's (chuch, chuch, chuch)
I'm from the Yay Area, Frisco, California
Where them D-boys real quick to put 'em on ya
If you didn't know, man, then they better warn ya
From the state where we sick like pneumonia
Bad grammar, bad manners, bandanas
And rock red suits like Santa
Montana, Scarface, they cock hammers
Banana clips, Crips, evil ways like Santana
Their superheroes is Rob De Niro, Joe Pesci
The real-life Frank Marino
From Casino, Ray Liotta, Scarface, Al Pacino
The Godfather, Marlon Brando, Badrino
Gun-totin', weed smokin', wrists frozen
Doin' anything for them gold tokens
Life's broken, you're dead but your eyes open
But ain't hopeless, there's hope 'cause you got chosen
Stackin' them chips the illegal way
I'm tryna let 'em know that there's a better way
From the streets of L.A. down to the Bay
Represent for the King in a major way
Yo, homie, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Do it big, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Man, we're tryna have chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Tryna reach it with the preachin', got the answer that you're seekin'
That's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Do it big, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Man, we're tryna have chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Got the answer that you're seekin', that's chuch
Somos campeones, clock cheese like ratones
The sick flow got you jealous, Nick Jonas
Poison pen on ten gran canciones
Me and the clique stay fly like aviones
Black lives matter, and yours do too
We all bleed the same color, so my brother
Why is it that we can't ever seem to love one another?
The struggle is real, so why do we kill one another?
Riders keep pullin' them triggers, dealers keep stackin' the skrilla
Cops hard to trust 'cause they killers, jokers actin' like gorillas
All of you gangstas better calm down
Feel the Spirit of what I'm sayin' in my song now
'Cause the answer is not guns and the happiness ain't funds
And the answer you're all seekin' is found in the one Son
That came to sacrifice everything, even His own blood
He laid down His life so you'd experience real love, yeah
Stackin' them chips the illegal way
I'm tryna let 'em know that there's a better way
From the streets of L.A. down to the Bay
Represent for the King in a major way
Yo, homie, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Do it big, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Man, we're tryna have chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Tryna reach it with the preachin', got the answer that you're seekin'
That's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Do it big, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Man, we're tryna have chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Got the answer that you're seekin', that's chuch
You turnin' way up in the club, shakin' that body
Drunk off the liquor, gone off the molly
Tryna find love in the back of Bugattis
But dudes movin' fast like Ferraris
They like, "Slow down, you know you can't catch me
I move too fast on the gas, don't chase me"
Slow down, this is how they get down
Pimpin' all of these women in the town
They only got love for the guap though, slangin' them rocks, yo
Grindin' hard, tryna be the next El Chapo
Drug lord and the king of the block, yo
But ain't no love in the game, Benny Blanco
You're watchin' your back, quick to react, matter of fact
You're paranoid, that's why you carry a strap
It's loaded and packed with hollow points for cats that attack
Got a knife in the back just in case you're reachin' his jack
But what livin' is that and what is the paper you stack
If you're stackin' them racks? Dirty and it's finna come back
See, the thing that you lack is found in the words of my raps
Better get it on track 'cause my Father finna come back, yeah
Yo, homie, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Do it big, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Man, we're tryna have chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Tryna reach it with the preachin', got the answer that you're seekin'
That's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Do it big, that's chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Man, we're tryna have chuch (chuch, chuch, chuch, chuch)
Got the answer that you're seekin', that's chuch