Tonart: C minor
Verse 1
Eb
you know how we do it,
D
C
Raza for life pa, let's go
Gm
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
Eb
D
Homie, that's how I ride, I keep it
Cm
Gm
Raza fola 48 -32s, white Cortez Nikes,
6 -4 with the AKs on both sides
Eb
Esa I'm a rider, cruisin' the city
Cm
lookin' everything pretty
C
Gm
I'm a boss, yeah, ese you gets burned
I'm the Latino rap king,
homie, you ain't learned
Eb
Haters don't hear me
sayin' I don't get down
D
I put a shell on your blues,
Cm
can you hear me now?
Gm
I'm a full metal jacket
goin' straight to your vest
Best Mexicano rapero you seen yet
Eb
Got love by mi raza,
I ain't blowin' no smoke
D
I thought I made it all clear
Cm
when I drop out of your door
Gm
I'm a barrio roller, Detroit soldier
Cueros de chivo with a
strap on my shoulder
Eb
Radio rap is just radio crap
Cm
had nothing to do with that, come on
Gm
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
Eb
Homie, that's how I ride
D
Cm
I keep it Raza for life
Gm
Every hood that I roll
Eb
Is pretty much all amor
D
Primo, that's how I ride, I keep it
Gm
Rojo con blanco, un poco de verde
Los colores, primo, de mi gente
Eb
Estilo mexicano, I bring it real, yo
C
they don't know the deal, bro
ain't tellin' the truth
You want Latino hip -hop?
Put me in the booth
Eb
I've been down for my
Raza since day one
D
Cm
All I need's a good beat, studio, and a gun
Gm
I put it down, 200 % brown
For every Latin click on every side of town
Eb
Still push it way back from 66
Cm
C
look I root y 'all sick
Gm
Enemigos dissin', now come on man
I'll AK you in the house
and let them clean you off the ceiling fan
Eb
I'm a boss and this holla so respect it
D
Cm
Or I could put you on a table
Gm
at forensics
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
Eb
Homie, that's how I ride
D
Cm
I keep it Raza for life
Gm
Every hood that I roll
Is pretty much all amor
Eb
Primo, that's how I ride
Gm
All these rap fiddles rappin'
The beat ain't spittin'
I drag your ass out the car
With the kids still in it
Con mi carna criminal
D
Cm
We wreck the whole ciudad
Gm
Los Angeles con camaradas
Con los cuernos, onzas y grampas
Eb
Tengo rollo con los weyes de Nuevo León
D
Cm
Y merecidos de Centro San Antón
Gm
I'ma ride or die, ride or die
San Ferro till I die
Eb
I'ma ride or die, do it for my raza
D
Cm
I'm 313, Chicago, Texas, NYC
Gm
Southern California, SFV
And all the gente who are dying for me
Eb
Say I'm a god in the hood
And come home rockin'
D
This the record of the year
C
That's why everybody got it, yeah
Gm
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
Eb
D
Homie, that's how I ride, I keep it
Gm
Every hood that I roll,
it's pretty much all amor
Eb
D
Primo, that's how I ride, I keep it
C
Gm
Eb
D
Raza Folar
C
You
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