Stand By Your Grave

Lyrics

[Intro/dialogue] Ha, Simón This is one's s going out to my do or die My big dog descansé en paz homie I'll never forget you ese You know, forever real homie Remember all the good times we had ese You were a foo ese I'll be there, we'll kick it again me and you foo [Verse 1: Toker] Standing at the sight of the homies grave Paying my respects just got out from upstate Dispenza homie, I wasn't here at the time When I call the pad ese it blew my mind You knew I had nothing but love for you I sit back and remember all the shit we used to do (Good times) Foos we got with and bitches we fucked From kicking back in the hood To selling dope on the block Simón ese you were a down ass homie I'll see you one day, it'll be you and me Then we'll kick it me and you once again As for now you can bet I'll be looking for revenge I know you would if it was me there instead I won't stop loco, till every puto is dead I put it on the hood ese I ride for you You know how we do it Do or die fuck them foos [Hook: Wicked] To the side of your grave Is where I stand A frajo in my right ear And a pisto in my hand Damn homie I can't help but to think Of all the times we used to kick it Leaving here with a bullet Off top it's time to get wicked (2x) [Verse 2: Toker] I spoke to your jefita , she went to see me holmes She wrote it all down, I couldn't believe you were gone It broke my heart, to see her cry like she did I still have time to do, I couldn't do shit I kept in touch, when I got out I stopped by It was different without you though I won't lie I seen flicks of all of us, kicking back Some with me, you, Dopey and my primo Blacks It brought back memories on how we used to kick it Everybody was here, you, Feo, Danger and Cricket The good times ese, they never seem to last Got me kicking back reminiscing of the past Damn homie, it's fucked up you had to go We'll meet again, we will ese simón I know We'll be clicking up again when I get there homie You can show me around And we'll clown, you know me [Hook: Wicked] To the side of your grave Is where I stand A frajo in my right ear And a pisto in my hand Damn homie I can't help but to think Of all the times we used to kick it Leaving here with a bullet Off top it's time to get wicked (2x) [Verse 3: Toker] Ese I know when you first came around A little young ass foo, trying to show us you were down Trippin', bangin' hitting corners in the g ride It was you, Lazy and little Sharp always high Blasting foos, always kept the spot hot Juras rushing the homies behind putos getting shot Time went by, you little foos grew up Stayed banging for the hood And not giving a fuck Made a name for yourselves Letting the hood be known And all them punk ass foos Knew you held your own Some of us got busted And some passed away But homies like you Ese I'll miss every day You were there for me When shit got rough at one time I'll never forget it You got love on mines Here I am sitting at your grave sight Descanse en paz, my homie my ? [Hook: Wicked] To the side of your grave Is where I stand A frajo in my right ear And a pisto in my hand Damn homie I can't help but to think Of all the times we used to kick it Leaving here with a bullet Off top it's time to get wicked (2x) [Wicked] Dios me dijo que la vida cuesta Una tristeza lo que la vida nos demuestra En la ciudad está de pandilleros me voy a quedar Rolando y fumando yesca, no más para aguantar [Toker] That's it, if you're in the game ese That's how it ends That's how it goes