DJ Tricks (Spanish F.L.Y.) - Wrong Side Of The Tracks (Original Version 1st Verse) lyrics

Carry On! [Verse 1: Ese Rich Rock] Let me tell you about this b**h I met a week ago The girl was good as hell, you know The kind of b**h that turns heads when she walks towards ya And the kind of big a** that comes out and talks to ya You know what I'm talking about, homie? The b**h was good, I think she's the jaina for me But there's this one thing, one problem, you see She had some homies from another hood that didn't get along with me Since that day, I jacked them Peeled their cap and kicked some a** and roll down And ever since then, those chavalas want the payback They want revenge but I wasn't thinking about getting f**ed up Just f**ed, by this b**h so Rich Roc had to rush So I did cuz I wanted to get with her Next thing ya know I was swimmin' in her And woke up next mornin' with a smile on my face Didn't give a f** about my evil ways But for a couple of days, I didn't hear from her I didn't care, It wasn't like I really loved her I just thought she forgot, sh**, I don't give a f** I got what I wanted but then she got in touch, not much later She must've wanted more what I gave her when I laid her She said, "Come on, I want to see you again" And to tell you the truth, I wanted to see that be real and So I said to the b**h, "Yeah I'll come down" One thing I forgot, she lived in the wrong part of town But f** it, I just wanted to get up in it Said "I'll down in about 25 minutes" Stepped out the pad, jumped up in the '39 Roll through the hood, saw some homies of mine Stepped out the bomb and started kickin' it Grabbed the sherm stick and started hittin' it Told them about the b**h and this is what one of them told me "Yeah she's good but watch out for her homies Remember when we jacked them I don't think they forgot about it" I said, 'Don't worry, I got my cuete, never leave home without it' So, I roll down in the [?], in her front yard Saw some chavalas down the street, tryna act hard But I give it no thought and I knock on the front door Already f**ed the hoe, but I wanted more And when she came in, I couldn't believe what I'm seein' A short, tight skirt, no shirt and the b**h was teasin' me See, as soon as I got in, I started grabbin' Then all of a sudden, I didn't know what was happenin' To my a**, we started havin' it fast Those chavalas that was kickin' it, came in and started to blast So, I jumped out the window I go back up, "What the f**?", I brought out the pistol And started gunnin', scrapas started runnin' I'll [?] with the [?], and that's why the outcome was [?] Eight dead and one alive and I'm the the one survivin' They kept tryin' but you'll find them dyin' And blood splatter and bodies scattered And where's the b**h for, I'm looking straight at her One in the barrel like an arrow and "What the f**!?" This is what the b**h got for trying to set me up {*Gunshot*} (Set me up)