Narco Corridos

Never been afraid of death Tell pac I'm coming soon My music is the reflection Of makaveli's wounds I'm a fucking king Put gold up in my tomb Even though I made to heaven My rag is still blue I'm dressed in white And I'm tatted too Visions of all my ex bitches Loving my attitude God lord forgive me For the way that I acted a fool I smash these other rappers What did I have to prove? My raps improved Hand guns - I had a few I caught my enemy slippin' In lonely avenues I'm sorry but you bitch mutherfuckers Just had to go Around the same time I sold my first grams of coke I'm from the ghetto My dad was broke The fridge was empty With spoiled milk The ham was old I use to look up at the sky Wishing we had the most Gang banging Had a long list of fools We had to smoke Marijuana Cocaina - kilos I'm talking bout this real shit Like narco corridos I'm rapping real shit Like narco corridos Fuck my rivals Balas pa mis enemigos I'm in the building Sucios in the building I'm in the building Sucios in the fucking building I'm in the building Sucios in the building Nobody crys after the death of a drug dealer Rest in peace rodello Aka el pocho anthrax The feds watching And undercovers in helicopters Tattooed guns King enemy is my alias I'm all of your bitches Dedicated to all of the envies There you go You can hate on this Try but no one is changing this Fuck discrimination against all illegal aliens Rewind that Put that shit on vevo A bunch of women Buchanans - cuernos de chivo Grupo gente nueva Private parties - corridos Jewelry and drug money Bitches loving my stilo They bumping this on the eastside Loving this on the westside Bumping this on the southside Enemies know I'm bout mine This one is for el capo Fatman and gatos Beto my road dawg Sucios I'm outro Ak-47 cartel music Money making - always active Always active music Marijuana Cocaina - kilos I'm talking bout this real shit Like narco corridos I'm rapping real shit Like narco corridos Fuck my rivals Balas pa mis enemigos I'm in the building Sucios in the building I'm in the building Sucios in the fucking building I'm in the building Sucios in the building Nobody crys after the death of a drug dealer