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Brownside - So Ruff lyrics
A deadly image of my life fading away I relax to kick it, thinkin about my gangster ways In my head I can see my homies, and some bitches also that know me From the block, you know we're at the spot With everyday they slang weed and rock Got my gun cuz there's still more to come Just to make sure my enemies get some Thinkin like a mad ass on a crazy trip I stop to think, really ain't shit Fuck it, cuz it's all in the past If only I knew, I wouldn't even last I miss all the crazy times I had Talkin gang of shit, goin headin with my dad For some problem we couldn't resolve Plus in my pocket a puete that revolve But not for him, my mind was full of other sins Took his ride with my slim-jim Those were the days to the beginning of a maze I even remember the first time that I blazed [Chorus] So rough, so tough Rollin through my city So rough, so tough Bangin in my city I sit back and reminice of the good old days Hittin parties, gettin high were my crazy ass ways Hanging out with my homies til late at night On my block sellin dope til the break of light 49th Street was were the spot was at Right in front of my primo's pad is were I sat Living life in the fast lane But at the same time it was all a game Driven all hard then I hit YA Simon, strolling in my blues in the County LA Holding my own as a young ass fool But thinking at the time everything was cool Gang-bangin pelones, tagged-out cavrones I hung around with nothing but crazy ass matones That's the life I live and only thing I know Three strikes what the hell, that's how my story goes [Chorus] So much shit I overlooked Just like that my pinje life was took I don't give a fuck I'm a Mexican Now I'm here just rememberin Believe me, it's all the same routine See, who's the next fool to come and be me The moon ain't cheese, you'll be beggin on your knees Still think you crazy? Fuck with these Troops who lace fools and pay dues daily All the petho on the streets made me wanna creep, puttin enemigas to sleep Tu conchos carros ¿Que pasa Dee? Yea ese I remember all that Not giving a fuck and daily carryin a strap Back though, to what I wanted you to know I got caught up in the gang, no goin back loco [Chorus x2] |
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