East side story
[Verse 1: Kid Frost]
This is another firme rola for the down vatos
Lobs so get mob's stomp to straight out stop
This is not a tevi, this is serio
Quieres pelatio with the nieve, simones, then let's go
Some vatos I've been with, they got huevos
Borracho off the shots off the Jose Cuervo
With that, they try to frusta off the leva
But the left and right, quick strike, no problema
Chapete, you can not do me nada
For this vato is rolling hard with the Raza
I was for the gente, yo tengo palabras de mi mente
I speak on the real shit cause I got corra
With means I got heart of which I had from the start
I be an Azteca with a loaded mind that's quick to get you kicking mas rápido
Aye yo Ralph fam, go
[Scratching: DJ Ralph M]
Bad-bad-bad-bad cause I'm brown
[Verse 2: Kid Frost]
No quieres oír (You don't want to listen to me)
Even when you know that the end is near
Es porque yo no dije, tu no sabes nada
Tu nomas un pendejo y también un chavala
Don't give me no lip
You found just the tip of my grip
My calliss has a lay, a very duro
Puro Raza, raza puro
Dedicated to the flag
I can't do it alone so I stand like Al Capone
Spread the words so that the word is spread
We need the Raza live, instead of Raza dead
Think about it or don't you want paz
I said I'm down for the Raza, down as the MC Frost
Azteca
And I know DJ Ralph M is going to get you
[Verse 1: Kid Frost]
This is another firme rola for the down vatos
Lobs so get mob's stomp to straight out stop
This is not a tevi, this is serio
Quieres pelatio with the nieve, simones, then let's go
Some vatos I've been with, they got huevos
Borracho off the shots off the Jose Cuervo
With that, they try to frusta off the leva
But the left and right, quick strike, no problema
Chapete, you can not do me nada
For this vato is rolling hard with the Raza
I was for the gente, yo tengo palabras de mi mente
I speak on the real shit cause I got corra
With means I got heart of which I had from the start
I be an Azteca with a loaded mind that's quick to get you kicking mas rápido
Aye yo Ralph fam, go
[Scratching: DJ Ralph M]
Bad-bad-bad-bad cause I'm brown
[Verse 2: Kid Frost]
No quieres oír (You don't want to listen to me)
Even when you know that the end is near
Es porque yo no dije, tu no sabes nada
Tu nomas un pendejo y también un chavala
Don't give me no lip
You found just the tip of my grip
My calliss has a lay, a very duro
Puro Raza, raza puro
Dedicated to the flag
I can't do it alone so I stand like Al Capone
Spread the words so that the word is spread
We need the Raza live, instead of Raza dead
Think about it or don't you want paz
I said I'm down for the Raza, down as the MC Frost
Azteca
And I know DJ Ralph M is going to get you
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