Made a song to kick back from a gangsters point of view

Clowning in your ride, gang-banging, shake your head to

Fuck it up ese on this down ass track

Because it's all about the Raza holding nothing back

Orale pues homeboy, I know what you're saying

I'll kick it for the Brown and on the Brownside we're staying

So light one up and let me take you away

To a crazy ass place, South Central LA

So kick it with me loco and let's go for a stroll

Soy cata para car pues I'm ready to roll

Now we're strolling down the calle and you know we can't slip

I'm holding down my strap to hold down the Eastside

Cuz if it comes down to it, for the hood I'm gonna die

That's just how it is, if you play you know you pay

So take it from a loco off the streets of LA

I'm down with my homeboys cuz they got my back

And if we run into some shit we cuz putos no slack

From Southern California so you know what's up

From the Sur of Califas where we don't give a fuck



[scratches]

..Brownside..

..Brownside..

..kicking this shit for all the homies on the Eastside..

..Brownside..

..Brownside..

..kicking this shit for all the homies on the Eastside..



Bald head, Ben Davis and all that bullshit

Gangs killing gangs, motherfuckers don't quit

When I'm putting in work some putos like to rank out

You vatos ain't shit and need to get taken out



Smoking and dipping and I get loose off the juice

I tend to lose control and give you putos the blues

That's the gangster life and that's the gangster ass way

I'm staying a crazy vato till I hit my last day

A crazy motherfucker and I still hit the sherm

They call me Loco Toker from all the dippings I burn

So dip that motherfucker as I light that shit up

And take it to the brain and get all fucked up

I'm not ashamed of that cuz I'm a loco for life

I'm gonna stay that way until the day I die



Packing my quette everywhere I roll

Not cuz I'm scared, but that's the rule of South Central

Now you have a fucking gang on every fucking block

From 13th Street all the way down to Watts



But it's still South Central calling all the shots



From a gangster point of view

Running down the real

If you're in it and know what's up

You know you gotta be down for life



[scratches]

..kicking this shit for all the homies on the Eastside..

..Brownside..

..simon..



Little knucklehead vatos out banging non-stop

Killing motherfuckers and not giving a fuck

LA is the place homeboy, let these putos know

Give it up for Surenos, South Central LA

California to my heart, and the Trece to my grave

Fuck yea homeboy you know how shit goes

Straight gang-banging and I'll never quit

Striking up on walls and hitting up my set

Throwing up gang signs and putting putos on check

Blue-ragging for the Sur not for nothing else



A loco motherfucker in and out of jail cells

Looking at shit from a gangster point of view

I'm banging with the homies cuz there's nothing else to do

You might say there's no home or no future in this shit

But I'll die cuz I don't give a fuck I'll die befre I'll quit

My gang is my life, and I'm in it to win

Holding down my nickname and give a fuck if I sin

I'm down for my homies coming straight from the heart

Cuz it's kill or be killed cuz we'll never fall apart



Coming at you gente with reality

From a gangsters point of view