Banditos

Walk out the pad with nikes on This that toe drag swag right by the pylon Minds gone from aerosol fumes straight out the krylon Yall Rappers like the Raptors now that kahwi gone This that real shit peep the dialogue Im feelin like im rambo dressed in camo swingin firearms Every winners been losers once whatchu cryin for Im tellin you man we ain't the same homie Yall team delahoya I hit like shane mosley 8 or 24 shit its the same kobe These raps like takin need out yo vains slowly Left yall pale in the face yall look like Dave Bowie I just spittin what this game showed me learn from mistakes Not like cocaine tony Peace to la mercado shit ill pop a bottle Posted like picasso paint n smokin frajos In La ina day we drive thru 90 straight potholes Still rockin jerseys from the 98 broncos lets go Crooked pumas on the street g You ain't holdin this weight Wit my dawg sip a triki Keep the beef on the tray Angelic presence Gold crown with a platinum necklace Quarter og ora on me Lookin like the heavens A heft totti Holdin 40s Like a trophy present Go call the lordy in the morning It's a holy session Ain't no streebo in this bleezo Whatchu thought it was Sippin mojitos in Rosarito With my common thugs Performed with Eto and my people Knew I caught a buzz Bandolero need dinero Give up all that cash Senior de los Cielos taking pesos from your starvin ass Me and my cevos will settle all of our harshes past You want that pedo im that perro that has lost his tags