[Hook: Gata Mas Firme]
Since '94 I've held it down for mine
[?] pride as I keep the levas in line
My lowrider style ain't a crime
Thought you knew, I held it down for mine
[Verse 1: Gata Mas Firme]
Make you feel the pain through the ba**
If you wanna hate, wanna talk sh**, say it to my face
I am slick, I get away, not a trace
Just a fat sack
Never mind that, got money in a stack
Creased up from the front to the back
Firme Pendleton with my eyeliner pitch black
Chucks [?], keep my head up
Hair with the puff, a proud Chicana and what?
I make the devil look sweet
Sportin' Ben Davis, red Chucks
And my feet stay Marihuana fresh as I rock the beat
Get it right cos the truth is what I speak
Soon to come up, makin' other rappers look weak
Grab the mic and dare to challenge me and if you don't
You know what's going down in the streets
And while you haters keep steppin'
You ain't fittin' my firme description
No hesitation to fake [?], shove, shove
[?] what I'm pa**in', take a puff, puff
Turn it up, got your whole system blastin'
Now bump the trip, puttin' up the front
She got [?], hopped in the ride
Gold spokes, red dice
Check out the [?]
[?] as you see it shine
Shine like you've never seen me for rewind
See me comin' from a distance
Cos you know I stay down for mine
[Hook: Gata Mas Firme]
Since '94 I've held it down for mine
[?] pride as I keep the levas in line
My lowrider style ain't a crime
Thought you knew, I held it down for mine
[Verse 2: Gata Mas Firme]
The world is ending in deception
A misunderstood jaina with good intentions
Got you hesitating 'bout the situation
f** probation, the time my dad's facin'
Pa** the mic and to the soul and feel the beat
It's a down reaching journey, gotchu worried
So the turntables I slash, no turnin' back
A lowrider never cruisin' fast
I hit the blunt sprinkled with hash
And got you mad when I walk away with the last laugh
I got the whole world in my hands
And if I crush it, who will be the last to stand?
Take a chance, f** romance and the gang enhancements
Any a**umption, I just can't stand it
I stay lit, sometimes on a bad trip
Like this blunt to my lip
[Hook: Gata Mas Firme (x2)]
Since '94 I've held it down for mine
[?] pride as I keep the levas in line
My lowrider style ain't a crime
Thought you knew, I held it down for mine
[Verse 3: Gata Mas Firme]
Got the planets rockin' to the rhyme of my beat
Hear this jaina spit, it'll knock you off your feet
And you'll [?] with the North Style Car Club
It's street low end, Lowrider Magazine
Santa Rosa representin' for the record
Ain't no other ruca put it down any better
Wanna hate? here, look my middle finger
Just to show you I don't care
And your love song just can't compare
Cos a gangster ain't looking for love
But Gata Mas Firme [?]
Got you cops lookin' dumb
Beat in my trunk, gonna mess you up
Gata Mas Firme, I don't give a f**!
[Hook: Gata Mas Firme]
Since '94 I've held it down for mine
[?] pride as I keep the levas in line
My lowrider style ain't a crime
Thought you knew, I held it down for mine