BROWNSIDE - Vatos 'N the Varrio lyrics

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Rollin down the calle in my rag four

Checkin out some hanas got a fifty dollar pore

Went to the park to hit the juice

Crazy homies out there waitin to get loose

A ranfla pulls up, who can that be?

It was crazy ass Danger throwin up the 1-3

He rolled down his window and he started to say

"It's all about crazy South Central L.A."

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Cuz the vatos in the varrio are always hard

You come talkin that shit we'll go and pull your card

And nothin in life but the crazy Eastside

Don't fuck with us cuz we let nada slide

South Central's in the house

Loco triggers down the block to give me the glock

He said Crazy Speedy was on the rock

The vato Speedy was a friend of mine

Til I caught him in my Chevy tryin to steal the Alpine

Chase him up the calle to call a truce

The silly bendejo pulled out a duece-duece

Little did he know I had a sawed off twelve gage

One puto dead, LA Times front page

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Cuz the vatos in the varrio are always hard

You come talkin that shit we'll go and pull your card

knowin nothing in life but the crazy Eastside

Don't fuck with us cuz we let nada slide

Bored as fuck and I wanna get high

So I drove to the hood and the crazy Eastside

The homies out there makin that dollar

I pulled up in my rag-top Impala

They gave me a Corona and I started drinking

And from the pisto my breath started stinking

Left to get my hyna to rock that body

Before I left I hit the bacardi

Ride to her chaca, so I walked in the pad

My hyna tripped out and she got me mad

She said something that I couldn't believe

Sayin shit like all I wanna do is hit

Started talkin shit, wouldn't you know

Jumped back like Chavez, punched the hoe

Her father jumped up and he started to shout

So I gave his ass a beer and walked his old ass out

[Chorus]

Cuz the vatos in the varrio are always hard

You come talkin that shit we'll go and pull your card

knowin nothing in life but the crazy Eastside

Don't fuck with us cuz we let nada slide

I'm rollin hard, and down the street I go

I ran a stop light and hit a fucking pole

I looked at my ranfla and I said "chingao"

I'm not Eazy-E and I can't buy another

Walkin home I see the g-ride

Now Lazy's drivin feelo on the side

As they busted a U they got pulled over

An undercover crash in a dark green Nova

Dreamer got beat for resisting arrest

He slaped the pig in the head for dissin dos-uno-tres

Now the homey's locked up for puttin up a fight

First strike on their ass, now they're lookin at life

[Chorus]

Cuz the vatos in the varrio are always hard

You come talkin that shit we'll go and pull your card

knowin nothing in life but the crazy Eastside

Don't fuck with us cuz we let nada slide

I went to get them out but there was no bail

The homies stuck some putos in the county jail

Two weeks later in Municipal Court

Crazy, Feelo, Antrow, Mad Dog, and Hardcore

Fuckin up the court said the judge

On a double life sentence my homies didn't budge

Baliff walked over to lock them up

The homies looked and grinned and didn't give a fuck

They yelled out their hood and tried to run

Lazy hit the pig and Feelo went for the gun

With shackles on their feet and chains around their waist

The homies fucked up now they got a new case

[Chorus]

Cuz the vatos in the varrio are always hard

You come talkin that shit we'll go and pull your card

knowin nothing in life but the crazy Eastside

Don't fuck with us cuz we let nada slide

Thanks to LIL DAISY for correcting these lyrics