Verse 1: Choppers in the sky, homies high, "bullets fly" Vatos locos and drive-bys, black power and anti-heroes, low-riders glide slow, "windows gets rolled “— bullets and gold "RATATATATA and missing souls" Chorus: "Fuck the world, sell your soul" "Shotguns, bullet holes bullets and gold" "Battles in the streets, lost control" "Bullets rain, hearts gone cold" Verse 2: Colors and tribes, pigs and choppers, dead men and soldiers, single moms and crack, homeless and sleeping bags, cartels and smack. Antifa and proud boys, "Snitches and the lawless" "Bitches and the heartless" Everywhere — war and killers, shattered glass and rockets, thugs and pickpockets, pigs in choppers. "Fuck you Mr president”,fuck the cops fuck the law "Fuck the killers in Crenshaw" "Colors and pimps" "Mothers scream" Shotguns ,and the American dream "Fuck the police" "American peace" Chorus: "Fuck the world, sell your soul" "Shotguns, bullet holes bullets and gold" "Battles in the streets, lost control" "Bullets rain, hearts gone cold" Verse 3: The motherfuckers wanna rule the world, Homeless people nhaa War and cock suckers — hell yeah! Biden and Trump, bullets and guns,shotgun "the ku klux Klan ,Vietnam, bang bang!" The left, the right, bitches that fight, "sensitive to light”, high as a kite Verse 4: Blood in blood out St Quentin stereo type Mexican mafia hype Rolling blunts til I die Innocent until proven guilty Vatos locos rules the city But the o gees came from Sicily Omertà made them mighty "the bong makes you high" "the powder make you loose gravity" "Snitches die Bullets fly" The most wanted , f b I Broken dreams , The priest come knocking "Mama screams" A young blood a little king His sin He was caught slipping Wrong corner Last words “STAB HIM”! Wrong color Latin Killer satin Reason nothing Revenge coming "Mamas crying Dead man walking" You talk the talk You walk the walk You take the time You walk the line Or fuck it all "Just get high" Outro: Better to not give a fuck, no bullets, no guns, barbecue and moms, "peace, no choppers in the sky" Blunts and beer, honeys, no bitches, life over death, sleep sound in bed, "no snitches— no threats"
