La Raza (Cantina Mix)

Q-vo Aqui estoy, MC Kid Frost Yo soy jefe, maton, yes, the big boss My cuete's loaded It's full of balas I put it in your face and you won't say nada Vatos, cholos, you call us what you will You say we are assassins, determined out to kill It's in my blood to be an Aztec warrior Go to any extreme and hold no barriers Chicano And I'm brown and proud Want this chingazo, simon, I say, "Let's get down" Right now In the dirt What's the matter, you afraid you gonna get hurt? I'm with my homeboys, my ties, my camaradas Kickin' back Con mi ganga y pa mi, no digen nada Yo soy chingon, ese Like Al Capone, ese Control a todo, so don't ever try to sweat me Some of you won't know what's happening, que pasa It's not for you anyway Cause this is for the raza This is for the raza Raza (Raza...) This is for the raza (2) The forms that I'm speaking is known as calo Y sabes que, loco Yo soy un malo Tu no sabes nada, your brain is halo Been hit in the head, too many times with the palo Still, you tryin' to act cool But you should know You're so cool that I'm a call you a culo You're just a pee wee, you can't get it and ever You are a leva Your own barrio doesn't back you up They just look at your ass And call you a poo butt And so I look and I laugh, and say "Que pasa?" Mmm-hmm Yeah This is for the raza (Raza...) Raza... (3) Cruising in the calle, headed for the bolo No one to go with me, so I had to go solo And when I go out alone I pack I touch all the chavalas when they know that I'm strapped Every time that I pack my piece I pull it out quick All the nonsense must cease Just like the song, when you're Eighteen With A Bullet Got my finger on a trigger I'm not afraid to pull it If it gets out of hand, I know some mafiosos's Quick to pull out cuetes on some stupid ass baboso Sittin' there, wonderin' what's happening, que pasa Yeah This is for the raza This is for the raza This is for the raza Raza (Raza...)