Ken Hollis - Vatos 'N the Barrio lyrics

[Verse 1: Toker] Rolling down the calle in my rag four Checking out some hynas got a fifty dollar pore Went to the park to hit the juice Crazy homies out there waiting to get loose A ranfla pulls up, who can that be? It was crazy a** Danger throwing up the 1-3 He rolled down his window and he started to say "It's all about crazy South Central L.A." [Chorus] Cause the vatos in the varrio are always hard You come talking that sh** we'll go and pull your card And nothing in life but the crazy Eastside Don't f** with us cause we let nada slide [Chorus] South Central's in the house [Verse 2: Toker] 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 Till I caught him in my Chevy tryin to steal the Alpine Chase him up the calle to call a truce The silly pendejo pulled out a duece-duece Little did he know I had a sawed off twelve gage One puto dead, LA Times front page [Chorus] Cause the vatos in the varrio are always hard You come talking that sh**, puto we'll pull your card And nothing in life but the crazy Eastside Don't f** with us cause we let nada slide [Verse 3: Toker] Bored as f** and I wanna get high So I drove up to the hood in the crazy Eastside The homies out there making that dollar I pulled up in my rag-top Impala They gave me a Corona and I started drinking And from the buesto my breath started stinking Left to get my hyna to rock that body Before I left I hit theBacardi Ride to her chaca, so I walked in the pack My hyna tripped out and she got me mad She said something that I couldn't believe Saying sh** like all I wanna do is hit Started talking sh**, wouldn't you know Jumped back like Chavez, punched the ho Her father jumped up and he started to shout So I gave his a** a beer and walked his old a** out [Chorus] Cause the vatos in the varrio are always hard You come talking that sh**, puto we'll pull your card And nothing in life but the crazy Eastside Don't f** with us cause we let nada slide [Verse 4: Toker] I'm rolling hard, and down the street I go I ran a stop light and hit a f**ing pole I looked at my ranfla and I said "chingado" I'm not Eazy-E and I can't buy another Walking home I see the G-ride Now Lazy's driving feet low 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 putting up a fight Third strike on their a**, now they're looking at life [Chorus] Cause the vatos in the varrio are always hard You come talking that sh**, puto we'll pull your card And nothing in life but the crazy Eastside Don't f** with us cause we let nada slide [Verse 5: Toker] 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 f**ing 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 f** 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 f**ed up now they got a new case [Chorus] Cause the vatos in the varrio are always hard You come talking that sh**, puto we'll pull your card And nothing in life but the crazy Eastside Don't f** with us cause we let nada slide