Lyrics

What's the matter with you? You think I'm fucking crazy? Vivir for la raza, uoh-uoh-yo Vivir for la raza, uoh-uoh-yo Oh, can you feel it? Yeah Un Padre Nuestro Homeboy, get your head right, no te muevas Tumba puertas por libras de hierba El la selva, what you call the jungle Is my struggle to hustle con muscle Get my change right, 'cause grin ain't no punk fool I'm strap with the Mack, and I packed with the Gap fool Only passed you 'cause I'm raised in Houston I'm the top gun, the pop one you drop one Padre Nuestro que estás en los cielos Please, show love to my brothers and perros Trapped in ghettos vivendo su vida Everyone praise pa' salir de ahí un día Sangre fría, cold motherfucker From the gutter, of mugger and gunner Straight disaster, your jale no pasa Y'all boys know you can't fuck with my raza Fear no evil (fear no evil) My people (you feel me) amigo (oh) They don't understand (won't you tell me?) My people, amigo (oh, feel me) Oraciones, palabras de pobres Papelones en sobres, entonces No te enojes, vinimos de Montes Serving coke is moviendo estos jales Orekis, Japanese on the market Please, mi padre me cuida mi madre Si hay compadre matando no vale I'm the pothead so drop de hambre No me sientes, that's cool, you don't feel me Soy Hispano that's down for his family Acting badly with pain in my cora' That's my right to find change in your bolsa Fuck the chota, I still gotta eat fool Right or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu No me agüito, changing your sobres It's my pain, it's my life, mis dolores Fear no evil (fear no evil) My people (you feel me) amigo (oh) They don't understand (won't you tell me?) My people, amigo (oh, feel me) Tengo hambre, igual que el tigre Say Juan Gotti, let 'em know quién sigue Todo firme, no sé qué decirte But your bitch on my nuts like some chicle On the streets selling diamonds and nicles Stay strapped, homeboy, no te agüites Quick reflex, S to the P Mex Make you hoes extinct like the T-Rex I'm an animal, gun packing ilegal Con Corona with limón, pero sin sal La-la-la, na-na-na-na Don't trip así se va I'm high, I can't explain I'm standing in the rain This song was made from pain So here we go again Fear no evil (fear no evil) My people (you feel me) amigo (oh) They don't understand (won't you tell me?) My people, amigo (oh, feel me) Fear no evil (fear no evil) My people (you feel me) amigo (oh) They don't understand (won't you tell me?) My people, amigo (oh, feel me)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Ronnie Avois Spencer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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