Testo Southside - Brownside, Toker & Wicked
Testo della canzone Southside (Brownside, Toker & Wicked), tratta dall'album Trese Razones/13 Reasons
Siéntate pa' atrás and open up your ears
'Cause I have cosas for you vatos from the Sur to here (Sur)
So kick back a few and listen to this gangster rola
Let me tell you vatos why the Big Sur controla
Living in the South is no fucking joke
I say you gotta know the rules and how to fucking cope
If not you gonna end up just another vato getting broke
By a gangbanger or a loco on dope
Shit ain't always fun, I say you gotta have a gun
If not you gonna end up just another puto gone
Laying in the morgue, another fucking John Doe
Six feet under, nowhere else to fucking go
So take it from Toker and you might understand
The crazy situation that we have at hand
At the age of thirteen, I became a man
I grew up in the Sur and I never fucking ran
If you putos ain't from here, I guess you wouldn't understand
I'm coming at you vatos from the Big South Land
So sit the fuck back and come along for the ride
Take a tour with the Toker on the crazy South Side
We may not stand together but we never fall apart
And vatos in the South are Sureños to the heart
You gente and I know it, the gangs can't be stopped
So quit fooling yourselves and put your mind on something else
We do what it takes to survive another day
So by now you vatos know that we're not here to play
You act like a farmer and we gonna end your day
Just like we do it in the pinta N.Y.A
Calling the shots like you know we do
So step the fuck back and don't disrespect the blue
I'm not a Crip or a Blood and have nothing to hide
I'm just a loco who's down for the big South Side
Coming at you gente from the crazy ass side
Where we kick back and party 'cause the Raza's always live
There ain't no bullshit, tampoco none of that jive
Unless you pinche putos come from the other side
I'm down for the Sur and the Sur is all I know
Don't try and get it crazy 'cause the shit out your head, I'll blow
I'm here to let you know that Sureños don't play
You're either from the Sur, if not, you have no fucking say
Take it from a loco straight out of South Central
213, Straight gangster mental
I'm a loco motherfucker and don't give a fuck
'Cause when it comes down to the Sur, I'm down to gat your ass up
And that's the homies on the trigger
Keep trucha motherfuckers 'cause the Sur is getting bigger
Straight gang related like my other rola said
Staying gangster minded and no paro 'til I'm dead
Vatos from the other side ain't shit to me (Fuck them Sureños)
I say I'm here for one thing and that's to let those putos see
Straight gangbanger and Sureño to the heart
Not like these fake motherfuckers out here trying to play the part
So Toker from the Brownside in case you didn't know
So get it through your head, a brown vato on the road
Derecho from Los Área Dos Uno Tres
Fuck pinche Norte, puro Sur, ¿qué pues?
Coming your way, a crazy ass Sureño
Así es que siéntate pa' atrás y déjame yo te enseño
Kicking back in the Sur, smoking big fat leños
Like me you won't see any, only in your fucking sueños
This one's going out to all you vatos that's real
You know who you are 'cause for the Sur, you kill
Don't let no one get you crazy vatos down
'Cause in the Sur, we're Sureños and we never get clowned
A hundred percent Raza and it's all the way brown
Coming at you vatos from the south part of town
So move the fuck back and let the Sur drive by
Keep trucha fucking busters 'cause the Sur will make you cry
Somos from the Sur and we kill for our pride
It's all about the Sur and a Sureño, I'll die
El Toker crazy vato for a crazy fucking rola
Y tú sabes que aquí para and the Big Sur controla
Credits
Writer(s): Jalil Hutchins, Lawrence Smith, Marcus Edwards
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Disclaimer:
i testi sono forniti da Musixmatch.
Per richieste di variazioni o rimozioni è possibile contattare
direttamente Musixmatch nel caso tu sia
un artista o
un publisher.