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Hopping out the whip asking where you vatos from?
Like a pero in the alley making gators run
Ayy, I did hella years in supermax, didn't see no sun
Sold out, I was under recognition, ain't no one-on-one
Like I'm working in construction, need a ladder please
I got paroled, first day I hit the streets, I had the keys
Told my nephew criminal to slow the fucking whip down
'Cause we got sticks in here, it's back to prison if they found
And if we six deep on a skit, we breaking up in groups
The chopper got a fan, that's a hundred rounds when it shoots
Gang banging is like the military, ese, better lace your boots
I remember trying to make some drink, saving up my fruits
He was just the driver, but they gave the vato sixty years
Cops of Illinois, they separated us on different tiers
Convict got stabbed eighty times, he died and all the convicts cheered
Up the pole, unload the stick if you approach me looking weird
I heard he was complaining when he got twenty for that body
I'm UL gang, the FBI be thinking I'm John Gotti
On my way to meet your hyna, we know she's a thotty
So my shooters right behind me in a jet black Audi
Fucking with my clicka, riding shotgun with the reaper
Hit your block and pass you by, I thought you was a tweaker
And the suckers keeping teaming up, yeah, we know that they deeper
The glizzy got a switch on it, boy, you ain't seen that feature?
I wonder if the demons have a section up in heaven
El Locos gang is slick with it, last night we robbed a reverend
They say we smoked a homie too, his son just turned eleven
I know that it sound scandalous watching it on Cairo Seven
I wonder if the demons have a section up in heaven
El Locos gang is sick with it, last night we robbed a reverend
They say we smoked a homie too, his son just turned eleven
I know that it sound scandalous watching it on Cairo Seven
Sliding through the city, ese, clutching on this blower
I met this bitch on Facebook, but I'm fucking if I know her
If I see a car that's looking suspect, I ride slower
This bitch might be a set-up man and I up the pole to show her
Just got off the phone with the federal probation
Started talking shit and flirting off this Hennessy I'm chasing
Hey, maybe I'm just crazy, ese, maybe I'm just loco
Took a shot of Henny, accidentally sent the photo
Pumping gas at the gas station, thought I seen an opp
Puto almost got flipped over to the sounds of pop, pop, pop
They should hear your music playing out the speakers 'cause it's real
I only bump Mr. Payaso if I'm going on a drill
Accepting calls from Little Trigger, understanding how he feels
His father Trigger's doing life
Who else you think taught him to kill?
Caught a body in Tequila, also one in Beacon Hill
Gave him life without parole 'cause he refused to take a deal
I wonder if the demons have a section up in heaven
That Locos gang is sick with it, last night we robbed a reverend
They say we smoked a homie too, his son just turned eleven
I know that it sound scandalous watching it on Cairo Seven
I wonder if the demons have a section up in heaven
That Locos gang is sick with it, last night we robbed a reverend
They say we smoked a homie too, his son just turned eleven
I know that it sound scandalous watching it on Cairo Seven