Del Sur [The South]

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Toker] Siéntate patrás and open up your ears Cause I have cosas laying vatos from the Sur to hit So kick back a few and listen to this gangsta rola Let me tell you about this weather big Sur controla Living in the south is no fucking joke I say you got to know the ropes and how to fucking cope If not, you're gonna end up just another vato getting smoked By a gang banger or a loco selling dope Chilling ain't always fun, I say you got to have a gun If not, you're gonna end up just another puto gone Laying in the mourn, another fucking John Doe Six feet under, nowhere else to go So take it from Toker and you might understand The crazy situation that we had at hand At the age of 13, I became a man I grew up in the Sur and I never ran If you putos ain't from here, I guess you wouldn't understand I coming at you vatos from the big south land [Hook: Danger & Toker] From Sur of California so you know what's up Give it up for Sureños From Sur of California so you know what's up Give it up for Sureños From Sur of California so you know what's up Give it up for Sureños From Sur of California so you know what's up Give it up for Sureños South Central L.A [Verse 2: Toker] So sit the fuck back and come along for the ride Take a two with the Toker on the crazy south side We may not stand together but we'll never fall apart And vatos in the south are Sureños to the heart You gente and I know that gangs can't be stopped So quick fooling yourself so put mind on something else We'll do what it takes to survive another day So by now you vatos know that we're not here to play You act like a busta and we gonna end your day Just like it's done in the pinta N.Y.A Calling the shots like you know we do So step the fuck back and don't disrespect the blue I'm not a Crip or a Blood and I have nothing to hide I'm just loco in who's down for the big south side [Dialogue: Danger & Toker] This is going out to all you crazy ass Sureños Holding down the big south land and the pinta N.Y.A You know how we do it Blue ragging to the heart and letting nothing hold us down Simon ese, kicking up the real. To all the true ass locos in sur califas. From the knuckleheads in the calles to the old-timers doing tiempo [Verse 3: Toker] Coming at you gente from the crazy ass side Where we kick back and party cause the razas always live There ain't no bullshit tampoco, none of that jive Unless you pinche putos come from the other side I'm down for the Sur and the Sur is all I know Don't try and get crazy cause I'll shit out your head I'm here to let you know that Sureños don't play You either from the Sur, if not, you have no fucking say Take it from a loco straight out of South Central 2-1-3, straight gangster mental I'm a loco motherfucker and don't give a fuck Cause when it comes down to Sur, I'm out to knock your ass up And that's the homies on the trigger Keep trucha motherfuckers cause the Sur is getting bigger [Hook: Danger & Wicked] Blue ragging for the Sur, not for anything else California to my heart and the trese to my grave Blue ragging for the Sur, not for anything else California to my heart and the trese to my grave Blue ragging for the Sur, not for anything else California to my heart and the trese to my grave Blue ragging for the Sur, not for anything else California to my heart and the trese to my grave [Verse 3: Toker] Straight gang related like my other rolla said Staying gangster minded, ain't no bottle till I'm dead Vatos from the other side, they ain't nada to me I said, I'm here for one thing and that's to let those putos see Straight gang banger and Sureño to the heart Not like these fake motherfucker out here trying to play the part So Toker from the Brownside in case you didn't know So give it to the hit of brown, vato on the roll Derecho from Los, Area 2-1-3 Fuck Norteños, purro Sur, que pues Coming your way, a crazy ass Sureño Si es que sientante patras y déjame yo te encino Kicking back in the Sur, smoking big fat lenio Like me, you won't see any, only in your fucking sueños This is going out to all you vatos that's real You know who you are cause for the Sur, you kill Don't let no one get you crazy vatos down Cause in the Sur, we're Sureños and we don't get clowned A hundred percent raza and it's all the way brown I'm coming at you vatos from the south part of town So move the fuck back and let the Sur drive-by Keep trucha fucking busters, cause the Sur will make you cry Somos from the Sur and we kill for our pride It's all about the Sur and a Sureño, I'll die It took a crazy vato for a crazy fucking rolla Y tu sabes que para en la big Sur contra [Hook: Danger & Toker] From Sur of California so you know what's up From the Sur Calum where we don't give a fuck From Sur of California so you know what's up From the Sur of Calum where we don't give a fuck