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Southside Travieso Gangsters 13


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To live and die in L.S.
Where every day we try to fatten our pockets
Us vatos hustle for the cash, so it's hard to knock it
Everybody got they own thing, currency chasin'
Worldwide through the hard times, worrying faces

 

Shed tears as we bury homies close to heart
Who was a friend, now a ghost in the dark
Cold-hearted 'bout it, homie got smoked by a fiend
Tryin' to floss on him, blind to a broken man's dream

A hard lesson, court cases keep me guessin'
Plea bargain ain't an option now, so I'm stressin'

 

Cost me more to be free than a life in the pen
Makin' money off of cuss words, writin' again

Learn how to think ahead, so I fight with my pen
Late night down sunset, likin' the scene
What's the worst they can do to a vato?
Got me lost in Hell, to live and die in L.S. on bail

 

It's the city of angels and constant danger
South Central L.S. can't get no stranger
Full of drama like a soap opera, on the curb
Watchin' the ghetto bird helicopters, I observe

 

So many vatos gettin' three strikes, tossed in jail
I swear, the pen right across from hell
I can't cry, 'cause it's on now, I'm just a vato on his own now
Livin' life thug-style, so I can't smile

 

'Cause every Mexican in L.S. got a little bit of thug in him
We might fight amongst each other
But I promise you this: we'll burn this bitch down, get us pissed, to live and die in L.S.

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