Brownsville

Lyrics
[Intro] Hey Bugsy, you holler at Capone already dog? Yeah I did homie, he should be getting at me Yeah, simón, five more hours I'll be touching down in Los ese [Verse 1: Bugsy] Cali' Texas connection, you muthafuckers bow down 'Cause you see, where these vatos be found Gotta bust to survive, who you trust with your life? G-O-D? Your homies? Or that gun you hold tight? Let it breathe under siege, in these streets fuck police Never there when you need 'еm, it's not like I need 'em Nevеr call 'em, I handle my own I let go you've fallen Can you see this, living what you're dreaming Catch me shotgun, hold one, loading guns Talking to 'em, we hoodlums, shootouts walking through 'em Another day, another bottle, another death before me Another scheme, another dream, another war story Catch me in a brownsville with those ecstasy pills 'Cause ruckus, my lady telling me to chill We keep it real while muthafuckers keep it fake Organize the crime, never repeating mistakes [Chorus] I'm from Brownsville, where these vatos they get killed I'm from Brownsville, it's mandatory that you're real I'm from Brownsville, where the hustlers get to deal I'm from Brownsville, last house on the hill I'm from Brownsville, little homies they hold steel I'm from Brownsville, gotta slang for your meals I'm from Brownsville, where the bitches know the deal I'm from Brownsville, where these bitches get your cap peeled [Verse 2: Capone] Local skirt bought the zone [?] Capone And Conejo, here to smash your fucking mental You fold, when the gun barrel blows Simple situation, simple stories told Conejo and Capone, got the gangs to shit In the city of Angels, doing gangsta shit Doing gangsta hits, with the gangsta clips All you fools that are fake, like Pamela's tits You can't hang with this, we unpredictable like dope fiends On point like a brand new triple beam Grab the mic, beat that bitch up with rhymes Conejo, Capone, Bugsy, city crimes Crooked like the crash unit, fuck you up Traficante status, jale in the trunk Rucas get fucked, gangstas get killed Cuetes get poppin' up here in Brownsville biatch [Chorus] I'm from Brownsville, where these vatos they get killed I'm from Brownsville, it's mandatory that you're real I'm from Brownsville, where the hustlers get to deal I'm from Brownsville, last house on the hill I'm from Brownsville, little homies they hold steel I'm from Brownsville, gotta slang for your meals I'm from Brownsville, where the bitches know the deal I'm from Brownsville, where these bitches get your cap peeled [Verse 3: Conejo] Thug, murder gangsta, with political ties Fuck a spy, and bitch vatos they cry Fascinated, 'cause the music make ya murder Screaming right on mines, setting busters in order When Conejo stepped in, vato shake and shiver Put a hole in your head, float your ass up the river I ain't jokin', I got the pistol barrel smokin' Capone and the Ink, keep the real gangstas tokin' Stoner, and I keep reloading Studio ass killa with your fake recordings Metaphoric, I fond myself exploring Like a fucking data bank, the violence I'm storing I said howdy, and then the skies get cloudy Know nothing about me, but you sense that I'm rowdy I be servin', got the Cadillac swervin' I scream fuck the law with no concern [Chorus] I'm from Brownsville, where these vatos they get killed I'm from Brownsville, it's mandatory that you're real I'm from Brownsville, where the hustlers get to deal I'm from Brownsville, last house on the hill I'm from Brownsville, little homies they hold steel I'm from Brownsville, gotta slang for your meals I'm from Brownsville, where the bitches know the deal I'm from Brownsville, where these bitches get your cap peeled [Outro] We be the Tattoo Ink gang homie Conejo and Bugsy I got my Perro Capone up in this canton Straight from San Anto Tejas Check it out What's up Bugsy? Pack me that coca Yo that's right homie That's the way we do this Texas to Cali', y que? We're the Brownsville worldwide Ain't that right? Simón, Brownsville street gang Conejo, Capone, Bugsy And you muthafuckers got pleito You get stomped on like a muthafucken broad Tattoo Ink 2000
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Credits
- Writers
- Capone (Texas)
- Conejo
- Bugsy 2 Guns