AceDog
Flacencias Etodo40 Plays
•21 Oct 2021
well it's like this ,lil homey,I know you want to be a g like me, but you shouldn't, you see, I was once a chavalito,just like you, I thought I was cool following my carnales , and there big homeys,around, cause l wanted to be down,around and around, ther footsteps ,a vortex of ruff necks killas and gangstas ,real ese's and loced out SuR treces ********* *** ** ,I wanted to be in ther shoes , talk and walk like them, it was all I knew , raised on the dirty streets,now I'm about these streets,and my lyrical and beats, raised by killas, pimpstas, hustlers and gangsters taking classes,street knowledge ya I know I know, but that's how it is and that's how it go'$ , on the streets of california,causethats what it has for ya.... round and round the hood it turns,if you play with fire, your bound to get burnt!!! growing up in the streets of O.C. Santana, caye highland , camill, standerd, el Salvador park,shit we use to kick it , in the mother fucken dark, sipping on an Old English, or some old school cisco,we busting caps, sipping on that pisto,always listo , with my quete,in other words my pisto.... just bang banging..... smoking some weed , indeed ,no seed, in my bread.
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standing up to who ever wants to stand in front of me.
well it's like this ,lil homey,I know you want to be a g like me, but you shouldn't, you see, I was once a chavalito,just like you, I thought I was cool following my carnales , and there big homeys,around, cause l wanted to be down,around and around, ther footsteps ,a vortex of ruff necks killas and gangstas ,real ese's and loced out SuR treces ********* *** ** ,I wanted to be in ther shoes , talk and walk like them, it was all I knew , raised on the dirty streets,now I'm about these streets,and my lyrical and beats, raised by killas, pimpstas, hustlers and gangsters taking classes,street knowledge ya I know I know, but that's how it is and that's how it go'$ , on the streets of california,causethats what it has for ya.... round and round the hood it turns,if you play with fire, your bound to get burnt!!! growing up in the streets of O.C. Santana, caye highland , camill, standerd, el Salvador park,shit we use to kick it , in the mother fucken dark, sipping on an Old English, or some old school cisco,we busting caps, sipping on that pisto,always listo , with my quete,in other words my pisto.... just bang banging..... smoking some weed , indeed ,no seed, in my bread.
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