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letra de red killa - big lokote

[intro]
h-llo?
hey what’s up homie, hey theres some f-cking puto norteños over here dawg
theres like ten, fifteen, twenty of ’em at the door with cuetes homie
i’m out numbered, what i’m i gonna do holmes, caile
don’t trip ese, hey woody, dreamer
hey homie sneaks, vámonos homie, grab the f-cking fuskas ese

[verse 1]
sur side (that’s right), world wide
and if you’re down with the rojo, you b-tches must die
we’re on the way to busterville, rolling four deep
about to bring el día de los muertos to your f-cking streets
four hours later, we’re at the homies chante
now we’re cruising in your barrio ready to spill leva sangre
we spit some f-cking muertas in a ’59 impala
mac-90 three tec-9’s and a box full of cagadas
so i did a three-wheel, and bust a u-turn
2-double o-1, black lincoln town car
making pavement f-cking burn (simon)
we catch up to you in the alley
your life’s about to come to an end
we jump out of the f-cking ride, and see you b-tches sporting red
we all unload the cuernos, your bodies are full of lead
getting slaughter by the trece, is what you b-tches dread
i see your souls come out your cuerpo, after you b-tches were dead
along with gun smoke coming out your wounds and heads
[hook]
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller

[verse 2]
putting in work again, trece times more f-cking crazy
b-i-g l-o-k-o-t-e, m-th-f-ckers cannot phase me
blue paño on my cara, ready to go to some f-cking tierra
rolling up nor-tontas, taking off all their f-cking ferias
all of you busters say whatever, but we’re leaving you in f-cking terror
getting brave in front of a f-cking computer but all of you b-tches will be taken care of
b-tches back up the brothers before you even try to back up the raza
you even walk and talk like them, all of you b-tches straight up la cagan
it would be homie love and firme, if i could have, trece wishes
and bury you b-tches alive, in cement filled f-cking ditches
cut you a f-cking small on your neck, incision from your assh0l- to your chest
sn-tch up your f-cking cantinas and put you pesetas straight to rest (cuatro flats)
cuatro flats es mi barrio, with the chromo in my hand
f-ck all your f-cking barrios, from buster-land
don’t try to f-cking deny, don’t you even try to fade
you b-tches are sh-tting in your pants, cause all your lives are all at stake
[hook]
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller

[verse 3]
check this out farmeras, i don’t tell no lies
we always moving in to your barrios, but you don’t move in mine
cause southside’s f-cking deep, controlamos all the streets
another farmer bl–dy vato covered under a white sheet
with a bunch of f-cking blades, shoved deep in his throat
and threw him in to the lake, just to see if caca floats
a best delencia de lo muerto, f-cking rotten cuerpo
your skull is broke wide open with maggots in your sesos
your homeboys and hynas, sit back in straight disbelief
cause the trece had black-hearted, real k!lling machines
so don’t talk your sh-t like wh0res, cause you’ll never win the war
we’ll mutilate you with the chainsaw, after we kick down your door
i’m the sickest m-th-f-cker, on these f-ckin’ tracks
gang banging for the surside, putting it down for all the flats
under the united gangsters, of that surside f-cking blue
southern cali f-cking cholos, we’ll always blast on you
[hook]
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller
the red k!ller, the red k!ller, the red k!ller-k!ller

- big lokote

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