[Intro]
Dear Dr. Dre
Was wondering if you'd ever sign a mexican..
That's right
You crazy
[Verse 1]
Imagine we could take it back
Just imagine when radio still played gangster rap
And rappers talked about being from the streets
True stories about the ghetto
f** the police
Imagine drake really being from a hood
Imagine if lil wayne was a real blood
Would he go to watts?
Or would he chill in compton?
With no bodyguards
Will anybody rob em?
Getting gangsta on a song
But you never k**ed
I know get tat'd up
You can say you're real
A bunch of mexican rappers with no deals
I pissed the f** off
I gotta tell you how I feel
f** the dumb sh**
I want a big deal
I'm talking bout them jay-z eminem deals
Making 10 mils
I want the best wheels
If this b**h don't f**
Than the friend will
[Chorus: Big Swiisha]
I keep telling em
But they don't understand me
Can't you see
I'm coming from that west coast
Selling out shows
Grinding in the streets
It's all that I know
I keep telling em
But they don't understand me
Can't you see
I'm coming from that west coast
Selling out shows
Grinding in the streets
It's all that I know
[Verse 2]
Imagine it was based on race
And that's the reason why my demos
Got misplaced
If thats the case
Then imagine all latinos
Since it's about race
They never buy your ringtones
Never buy your albums
And never go to shows
Imagine there was no latinas in your videos
Imagine me at the mtv awards
Next to kanye laughing at a year ago
Imagine doctor dre saying "f** the cops"
Rick ross use to be one
Now you give em props
The rap game is upside down
And now I'm writing letters to you
Trying to figure this out
Eazy-e f**ed with mexicans
2pac mentioned us
I bet that in compton you lived next to us
So why the f** can't we get in?
I got stories, gangs & drug dealings
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Proud to be a muthaf**ing mexican
Los angeles mexican sh**
Even though they tried
They won't be able to muthaf**ing stop us