Cypress Hill

Cypress Hill - Locotes lyrics

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When you least expect it
 I come with a wicked method
 I'm creepin on ya
 Now you find your homeboy's
 Bleeding on ya
 It's the the locote coming out the bote
 I got a new jale jacking in the noche
 Give me your ferja
 In your pocket or they'll carry ya
 Off and burry ya in the eastside area
 4 and 3 and 2 and 1
 The thievery don'nt stop 'til I get done
 Sometimes I don't even need my GAT
 But shit's getting deep and I gotta
 Blast back to thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery
 Cuz jacking is my hobby
 Give me that money, Jewelry & your keys
 To the five-o outside on deez
 Later, out with the 85 mustang
 One-time got me on the radar
 Trucha! And you don't stop 'til i'm done
 Now the puercos got me on the run
 You don't want to turn your back on me
 When you least expect it, I got your keys
 In my possession with my smith and wesson
 Taking out all my agression
 Check it out =E9s=E9 you're looking
 At the jefe
 Of that clica with the big bad trece
 I teach you a lesson, no question
 Get your ass out now you're passing out
 When you look at the cuete
 4 and 3 and 2 and 1
 The roberydon'nt stop 'til I get done
 Some niggas do this shit for fun
 Now the puercosgot me on the run
 from varrio to varrio
 Looking for anybody, Oh Cesario
 Hanging out with Mario
 Looking for a place to hide
 Spank got my back over there right
 And it don't stop 'til i'm done
 Now the one-time got me on the run
 One-time's not done with us
 Now they're looking for my ride
 But i'm on the bus
 Don't turn your back on a vacto like me
 Cuz i'm one broke motherfucka
 In need
 Desperate! What's going on in the mente
 Taking from the rich not from my gente
 Look at that gabacho slipping
 Borracho from the cerveza
 He's sipping
 No me vale, madre
 Gabachopray to your padre
 This is for the time you would
 Give me the jale
 4 and 3 and 2 and 1
 This ol motherfucker, got him a gun
 Bla-on!I took one to the kneecap
 Things happened so fast now
 I dropped my strap
 Now I'm about to meet my maker
 I thought I had it all, figured it out
 For the paper
 No longer will I be running
 Last thing I heard was the
 Fuckin GAT humming
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Author: ?

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Publisher: Sony Music Entertainment Inc

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Released in: 2008

Language: English

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