I'ma do this one for my homies gone The judge hit the hammer they ain't coming home We all are from the danger zone The devil pulled the card and he said choose one I chose music, my homies chose yay Some of my ballers chose the NBA Cuzzo's on the block, man they gang bang Funeral parlors makin' all the change
Yeah when my cousin got his first tec I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement All I wanted to be was a rock star And all he wanted to be was an Escobar El Chapo, Si El Chapo, Si All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si El Chapo El Chapo, Si All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si
Gone 'til November, he ain't comin' back I was talking bout my homies man that sold crack Caught in the trap, hit from the back They hid the steel Like the owl boy that's hidden on the dollar bill Welcome to the rotten apple The city of lights No matter how days shine They can't steal the nights Cause when the ghost knock knock Just before you guess, red dot at your chest The Eagles raid the cuckoos nest Better be with them artillery packs They be jumping like Jack when they jump out the box Ratatatata that's the sound of the gat They be flying through the air like vampire bat Straight from the back when they attack In the middle o' night when you up in the trap You keep on bucking, they bucking you back In the middle of bucking somebody get flat
I'ma do this one for my homies gone The judge hit the hammer they ain't coming home We all are from the danger zone The devil pulled the card and he said choose one I chose music, my homies chose yay Some of my ballers chose the NBA Cuzzo's on the block, man they gang bang Funeral parlors makin' all the change
When my cousin got his first tec I was playing Jimi Hendrix in the basement All I wanted was to be a rock star And all he wanted to be was an Escobar El Chapo, Si El Chapo All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si El Chapo El Chapo, Si All he wanted to do was be El Chapo, Si When he bought me that guitar I felt like Prince the artist Turn up my guitar When my cousin got his first tat Acoustic trappin' in the basement All I wanted was to be a rock star All I wanted was to be a rock star When my cousin got his first tat Acoustic trappin' in the basement All I wanted was to be a rock star
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