调：C# minor•
Verse 1
G#m
C#m
You know sometimes in this game,
being a latino coming up in this industry,
G#m
back up against the wall,
you know what I'm saying?
A
G#m
C#m
Gotta give it your all, don't give a fuck,
keep on riding to the motherfucking end,
you know?
coming up from the barrio,
this is why I stay on the streets,
homie.
that could straighten the heart,
G#m
C#m
the underdog, the distraction,
almost died in bursts
since then
Motherfuckers be back,
they give us guns,
they give us drugs,
late nights with street fights
Motherfuckers be over there by
always going in the circles
In the studio writing verses
while I'm choking on purple
A
G#m
C#m
My life's a quick flash,
good cars with quick cash
brown skin covered with tacks
Low rides on hundreds,
what's so distracted?
G#m
C#m
from the side where they gang bang
C#m
G#m
C#m
I was raised to pull out pistols,
keep runnin', duckin' officials
Puttin' in work until they come and get you,
G#m
C#m
I'm the side where they gang bang
I was raised to do the same thing
G#m
C#m
Straight livin' the life of danger,
bangin' the tank
My anger always keep a
one in the chamber,
G#m
C#m
Come from a broken home, I'm had to work,
my dad was gone,
was introduced to the street
C#m
scars
and quick to bust like me
25s, not 380s,
me and my peers were educated
Different spots gettin' raided,
all my homies affiliated,
me and my homies kicked up
dust
this rap shit
Some of the homies servin' time,
G#m
C#m
I'm from the side where they gang bang,
C#m
G#m
C#m
I was raised to pull out pistols,
keep runnin', duckin' officials
G#m
C#m
Put it in work until they come
and get you, homie,
G#m
C#m
I'm from the side where they gang bang,
C#m
G#m
C#m
Straight livin' the life of danger,
bangin' the tank
My anger always keep a
runnin' in the chamber
a son of an immigrant
Look that different cause
of my skin tone
of equal opportunity
G#m
C#m
In the worst of cruel and shady
C#m
G#m
C#m
and they keep feedin' us drugs
All throughout the neighborhoods,
that methamphetamine burn
G#m
C#m
Space of the life sit tin' skin,
stuck with no choice
It's like a demon's
on your shoulder
body bags and white chalk
The city of lost angels
and the crooked -ass cops
enforcing these gang injustices
Like a city full of crooked shit,
G#m
C#m
I'm from the side where they gang bang
C#m
G#m
C#m
I was raised to pull out pistols,
keep runnin', duckin' officials
Puttin' in work until they come and get you, homie,
A
G#m
C#m
cause I'm a ride
I was raised to do the same thing
G#m
C#m
Straight living a life of danger,
banging a tank
My anger always keep a
one in the chamber
homie
Knee deep in this shit
I'm from the streets
A
G#m
C#m
The streets embrace a motherfucker,
you know what I'm saying?
You
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