D.J. Sir Crown - Soy Chingon lyrics

{phone rings} [Beavis] Uh.. hello? Who? Damnit, for the last time There aren't any Mexicans here {hangs up phone} [Sir Crown] Ey holmes throw on some f**in oldies ese [Lil' Rob] Orale let me trip on this 45 then ese Watcha.. ora.. [Verse 1: Lil' Rob] Simon I'm ready ese, estoy listo Si out of marijuana, say pa** to the pisto Cuz I don't need to get drunk off my a** I just need a little high that's gonna last Jump off the ranfla, kick back on the curb Light up a toke, smoke up all the herb Smoke three move to the five then to the seven Ran out of zig-zags so back to 7-11 we go No need to buy 'em we'll just leave 'em Homie said he'd call the police, I didn't believe him Walked out the store with an attitude Started capping, then started laughing Then let me tell you what happened Went back to the hood rolled up some endo Putos rollin' through my barrio, I broke their window Shank their f**in tires now they can't leave And now it's about time for three sold guys to bleed Pulled 'em out the ranfla and we f**ed them up Took 'em to the canton and we tagged them up Put the big "BC" on their foreheads We want the vatos alive we don't want 'em dead We want em walking around to show that the Brown Crowd was there And did that sh** without a care In the world cause they're nothing but little girls Damn I shoulda pulled it cause they deserved the bullet Put the cuete to their temple Then pulled the f**in trigger cause it's so f**in simple [Hook] Just like my lyrics I'm kickin back when I say 'em I don't yell at putos ey I'm kickin back when I spray them f**in leva Cause if you f** with me I f** with you twice as hard LEVA Yeah, soy chingon [Verse 2: Lil' Rob] Some vatos walked up and asked if I g**n I said I used to But then I had to pull out the fusca This vato's from the wrong hood And now they think they got Lil' Rob good But f** it, I had to blast the puto between the eyes And now I sit here laughing as his homeboy cries But what the f**, I did what had to be done I can't let one go so I have to k** both of them I don't give a sh**, I'll do it real quick But sabes que, ese it's time for me to split It's time to leave the f**in premises Cause I don't need a witness So I leave with the slickness and quickness Take homeboy's hyna then pulled the corner Jumped in the backseat and you know she let me bone her She's looking fine do you know what I mean I made her scream I said stick with me and you'll become a brown queen Because you never deserved a ranker You need a vato like me the Mexican Gangster But what if this firme hyna points the dedo I'm tellin this sweet stuff pero it's puro pedo Because you gotta know I'm smarter than that This hyna wasn't even crying as she saw her vato dying Now when I'm with her I hear the jura's drive by Going to the site where I left those fools to die Now who did it nobody has a clue And without the murder weapon what's the hura gonna do Aw sh**, what if this b**h pulls rat So I grab my shotgun and I pump the f**er back Just in case, but the b**h wasn't knowin Cause I was still going, had the hyna moaning and groaning She got nasty, opened her mouth with a grin Can't let a good thing go to waste So I stuck my dick in And I was goin, she was goin and then I started cumming Replaced my dick with the shotgun And you know I started gunning In my eyes I didn't do nothing wrong Do what I do to survive so you know it's on Y Sabes que no one's ever gonna catch me Cause I'm too sly, too slick, too W-I-C-K-E-D Left the place without a trace And I didn't care holmes So there it is there holmes [Hook] Just like my lyrics I'm kickin back when I say 'em I don't yell at putos ey I'm kickin back when I spray them Yeah, and if the payback ain't quick You best believe the pain is gonna stick leva Soy chingon, soy chingon cabron Like Al Capone always holding my own