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?
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 strengthen the heart,
G#m
C#m
fight when you talk like clock,
I'm quick to bomb first,
Almost died in bursts and then I bit,
A
G#m
C#m
stacking sins like 50 calliers after we back
Motherfuckers, we back
They give us guns,
they give us drugs,
late nights with street fights
G#m
C#m
Motherfuckers be over there by
always going in them 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
No rides on
Hunters, no stash,
G#m
C#m
I'm from the side where the gang bangs
C#m
G#m
C#m
I was raised to pull out pistols,
keep runnin', duckin' officials
Put it in work until they come and get you, homie,
G#m
C#m
I'm the side where the gang bangs
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,
I'm had to work
My dad was gone,
was introduced to the street
C#m
G#
C#m
Until I met some
fools that's just like me
C#m
thoughts
And quit the bust like me
G#m
C#m
Cortez in bed, David Spice shirts
And Dickey jackets, 25s, not 380s
and my peers were educated
G#m
C#m
Share the tip for those who didn't
Gang related,
Living high and sedated
Different spots getting rated
All my homies affiliated,
Me and my homies kick the dust
this rap shit
G#m
C#m
Some of the homies servin' time
G#m
C#m
I'm from the side where the gang bangs
C#m
G#m
C#m
I was raised to pull out pistols,
keep runnin', duckin' officials
C#m
A
and get you, homie, cause I'm a rider
G#m
C#m
I'm the side where the gang bangs
C#m
G#m
C#m
Straight livin' the life of danger,
bangin' a tank
My anger always keep a
one in the chamber
a son of an immigrant
Look that different cause
of my skin tone
of equal opportunity
G#m
C#m
and they keep feeding us drugs
All throughout the neighborhoods,
that methamphetamine burn
It's all so up to no good
A
G#m
C#m
Homie, space of the life sit tin'
Skin stuck with no choice
It's like a demon's
on your shoulder
the city of lost angels
In the crooked -ass cops,
Enforcing these gang injustices
like a city full of crooked shit
and I hear that saying a lot
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 running, ducking officials
Put it in work until they come and get you, homie,
G#m
C#m
I'm from the side where they gang bang
I was raised to do the same thing
A
C#m
G#m
C#m
Straight livin' the life of danger,
bangin' the tank
My anger always keep a one in
the chamber
I stay on the streets, homie
I'm from the streets
A
G#m
C#m
The streets embrace a motherfucker,
you know what I'm sayin'?
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