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down a$ vato - brutal (chicano) lyrics

[brutal * chorus:]
ey, let me tell you what it’s like to be a down ass vato
bad b*tch, window tint, with a 40oz. bottle
pray to god everyday because you might not see tomorrow
all my enemies they follow i’m the role model

[brutal * verse 1:]
i’m just thankful for my family forgive me oh, lord
cus growing up we were poor with no child suport
the cops breaking down my door had to hide in the (?)
so all i ever did was bang and smoke away the pain
i pour this liquor in my system hope fade i away
me and the homies strapped up
we down to die today
and if this rapping don’t work pos, up the murder rate
sturggling and suffеring homie like evеryday
making a living off of ebt and section 8
i told my momma don’t worry we gon’ be okay
in these streets of san diego i was born and raised
free my tio carlos out of pelican bay
fool starting shokting at the cops on a highspeed chase
dumping out the window hunted on the freeway
and this is real life homie this ain’t gta
and this is real life homie this ain’t gta

[brutal * chorus: x2]
ey, let me tell you what it’s like to be a down ass vato
bad b*tch, window tint, with a 40oz. bottle
pray to god everyday because you might not see tomorrow
all my enemies they follow i’m the role model
[brutal * verse 2:]
and everybody in the hood caught both of my manos
let me tell you about my tio silvestre
the mothaf*cker been steppin’ since the age of seven
and you could catch him at memorial park with a smith & wesson
blue flag reppin’, chin*checkin’
south of the border territory of the 13
youn ain’t known around here so you better chuck’em up esé
soon as i wake up i toss my gang up esé
yeah, cus thats the life of a ghetto gang banger
i’m married to my strets and i’m married to my paper
and i’m a charger baby homie we don’t f*ck with raiders, b*tch
now let me tell you bout my tio pecas
mr. knock*yo*ass*out he’s known for making you his leva
with a big 45. and a uzi down for whatever
getting money that’s my mission
i make my own decisions
these bullets ain’t missin’ k!llin’ all of my opposition
all my little homies listen, really pay attention
cus white people getting rich, while he dying in prison
and you ain’t get no christmas there ain’t thanksgiving
somos puros vatos locos
i grab that puta by the hair and put her in a chokehold
ass h*lla fat bounce that back, back in slow*mo
she likes the way i dance, lean back like a cholo
and she told all her friends that i got the best pipe
and now patricia and esperanza wanna ride me like a bike
they call me pito lowkow b*tch
all night
they call me pito lowkow b*tch
all night
they call me pito lowkow b*tch
all night
[brutal * chorus: x2]
ey, let me tell you what it’s like to be a down ass vato
bad b*tch, window tint, with a 40oz. bottle
pray to god everyday because you might not see tomorrow
all my enemies they follow i’m the role model

- brutal chicano lyrics

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