Pendejadas and mamadas thanks for nothing
I was never one of those that would run when the gangsters were coming
Acting dumb and ignorant and on something testing my nuts but I was never good at running
Think I cared too much when no one really gave a f*ck
Thought I was a political prisoner the first time I got locked up by my third case I was in the worst place
Felt like doing my part to increased the murder rate had my kids had a late by hod standards
All the fine hynas from high school are already grandmas and I gave my number back in 2006
And I aint never going back ive beaten two cases since and all I ever did was represent
I aint innocent I told a few lies to make it easier to live but add it all up the some of my parts
I never really had much all I had was heart
Never really had nobody else
But im leaving it all behind
And im moving on yes im moving on
Gangsta killer that's not me, of course, I did some dumb shit
Jacking motherf*ckers with a gun clip they say they got the pounds for the low time for the setup
Got a go head up with O.E. and Black Sancho we in a cutlass in Encanto give me that loot
Give me them packs i call it a jack you call it a lick we want them bricks gimme that
Then my homies went away to a cage phone calls calling collect made me think about my life
Meanwhile, we're jacking bikes Suzukis alright its that south bay life rapper in the day criminal and night
Closet full of P's Gnut got them keys Im like 16 dropping 16's at the studio
Coke lines on the audio pendejadas wit alotta smoke never tell get your jaw broke
Clientele with the gold rope handshake pretty girls in ski boats thats the past but i still follow the G code
Dablin Souls - Mad Memories Lyrics
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Pendejadas and mamadas thanks for nothing
I was never one of those that would run when the gangsters were coming
Acting dumb and ignorant and on something testing my nuts but I was never good at running
Think I cared too much when no one really gave a f*ck
Thought I was a political prisoner the first time I got locked up by my third case I was in the worst place
Felt like doing my part to increased the murder rate had my kids had a late by hod standards
All the fine hynas from high school are already grandmas and I gave my number back in 2006
And I aint never going back ive beaten two cases since and all I ever did was represent
I aint innocent I told a few lies to make it easier to live but add it all up the some of my parts
I never really had much all I had was heart
Never really had nobody else
But im leaving it all behind
And im moving on yes im moving on
Gangsta killer that's not me, of course, I did some dumb shit
Jacking motherf*ckers with a gun clip they say they got the pounds for the low time for the setup
Got a go head up with O.E. and Black Sancho we in a cutlass in Encanto give me that loot
Give me them packs i call it a jack you call it a lick we want them bricks gimme that
Then my homies went away to a cage phone calls calling collect made me think about my life
Meanwhile, we're jacking bikes Suzukis alright its that south bay life rapper in the day criminal and night
Closet full of P's Gnut got them keys Im like 16 dropping 16's at the studio
Coke lines on the audio pendejadas wit alotta smoke never tell get your jaw broke
Clientele with the gold rope handshake pretty girls in ski boats thats the past but i still follow the G code
I was never one of those that would run when the gangsters were coming
Acting dumb and ignorant and on something testing my nuts but I was never good at running
Think I cared too much when no one really gave a f*ck
Thought I was a political prisoner the first time I got locked up by my third case I was in the worst place
Felt like doing my part to increased the murder rate had my kids had a late by hod standards
All the fine hynas from high school are already grandmas and I gave my number back in 2006
And I aint never going back ive beaten two cases since and all I ever did was represent
I aint innocent I told a few lies to make it easier to live but add it all up the some of my parts
I never really had much all I had was heart
Never really had nobody else
But im leaving it all behind
And im moving on yes im moving on
Gangsta killer that's not me, of course, I did some dumb shit
Jacking motherf*ckers with a gun clip they say they got the pounds for the low time for the setup
Got a go head up with O.E. and Black Sancho we in a cutlass in Encanto give me that loot
Give me them packs i call it a jack you call it a lick we want them bricks gimme that
Then my homies went away to a cage phone calls calling collect made me think about my life
Meanwhile, we're jacking bikes Suzukis alright its that south bay life rapper in the day criminal and night
Closet full of P's Gnut got them keys Im like 16 dropping 16's at the studio
Coke lines on the audio pendejadas wit alotta smoke never tell get your jaw broke
Clientele with the gold rope handshake pretty girls in ski boats thats the past but i still follow the G code
Writer: Benny Quezada, Enrique Ortiz
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