So Ruff

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Wicked] A deadly image my life fading away I relax to kick it think about my gangster ways In my head I can see my homies And some bitches also that know me From the block you know we're at the spot Where everyday they slang weed and rock Glock my gun cause there's still more to come Just to make sure my enemies get some Thinking like a mad ass on a crazy trip I stop to think really ain't shit Fuck it cause it's all in the past If only I knew I wouldn't even last I miss all the crazy times I had Talking gang of shit going head up with my dad For some problem we couldn't resolve Plus in my pocket a cuete that revolve But not for him my mind was full of other sins Took his ride with my Slim-Jim Those were the days to the beginning of a maze I even remember the first time that I blazed [Chorus: Rich Garcia] So rough, so tough Rolling through my city So rough, so tough Banging in my city [Verse 2: Toker] I sit back and reminisce of the good old days Ditching parties, getting high were my crazy ass ways Hanging out with my homies till late at night On my block selling dope till the break of light 49th street is were the spot was at Right in front of my primo's pad is where I sat Living life in the fast lane But at the same time, it was all a game Juvenile Hall then I hit Y.A Simon strolling in my blues in the County L.A Holding my own as a young ass fool But thinking at the time everything was cool Gang banging pelones, tagged out cabrones I hung around with nothing but crazy ass matones That's the life I live and only thing I know Three strikes with the L is how my story goes [Chorus] [Verse 3: Wicked] So much shit I overlooked Just like that my pinche life was took I don't give a fuck, I'm a Mexican Now I'm here just remembering Believe me it's all the same routine, you see Who's the next fool to come and be me The moon ain't cheese you'll be begging on your knees Still think you crazy, fuck with these Troops who lay fools and pay dues daily All the pedo on the streets made me Wanna creep putting enemigas to sleep Trucha con los carros que pasan deep Yeah ese I remember all that Not giving a fuck and daily carrying a strap Back though to what I wanted you to know I got caught up in the gang, no going back loco [Outro Verse: Rich Garcia] So rough, so tough (So ruff) Rolling through my city (When you're rolling) (When you're rolling through my hood yeah) So rough, so tough banging in my city (Better watch your back) (Don't you come creeping) So rough, so tough (Get caught slipping) Rolling through my city (In my hood, no no) (Look up) So rough, so tough (Better roll somebody on the back of your hood) Banging in my city (Yeah, yeah)