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letra de 21310 harbor area loc - ese daz

[verse 1: ese daz]
1996, straight back in the mix
ese daz and west side grim down with the shaft gangsta clic
friday mornin’, pull the trey out for a wash
time to pick some b-tches up and cruise the streets of the high
gettin’ maddog stares from these vatos
harbor area, south side is my fuckin’ varrio
so if you got pleito, holmes let me know
i’ll fuckin’ pull out my filero and slice your fuckin’ throat
puttin’ the harbor area on the map
i was the first muthafucka to claim the high, just remember that
and all these trick -ss hoes talkin’ shit
nothin’ but jealous muthafuckas but to me, they ain’t a threat
cuz i’ll keep on strollin’ through your fuckin’ hood
crossin’ your homeboys out, one by one
fuck yo neighborhood
so close your eyes as i put you to rest (where you from?)
the port of los ángeles

[hook]
2131-o harbor area loc

[verse 2: w/s grim]
well it’s the west side grim, that muthafuckin’ fool
[?] harbor’s madman on the muthafuckin’ loose
i’m ready to kick some dust up
and let these foos know who i am
the gangsta muthafucka with the fiend to check them chins
cuz like i said before i ain’t givin’ a mad -ss fuck
you’re fuckin’ around with the west side grim
who has the mind of a nut
me and ese daz straight creepin’ up on the prowl
risin’ to the top and ain’t no stoppin’ us now
so if you’re in my way, get the fuck out
and let me go for mine
the shaft gangsta clic is puttin’ in work for the ’95
and we could give a fuck about you jealous foos in the past
keep on b-mpin’ the shit but we collect all the cash
cuz we’re the two locs that’s puttin’ the south side on the map
steadily givin’ you the bomb while we’re workin’ in the lab
and i know it’s the shit cuz even yo b-tch says the shit was dope
see me on the alb-m, harbor area 2131-o

[hook]

[verse 3: ese daz]
the shaft gangsta clic puttin’ foos to the test
run up, you get gunned with a bullet in your chest
somethin’ real deep and let the devil take it slow
the rigo mortis state and then your body turns cold
cuz you picked the wrong clique to fuck with tonight
step into the arena for another gang fight
the harbor area is the place where action never stops
clockin’ them 50s, 20s, slangin’ that mobile crystal rock
or bustin’ a cap back, the punk police man
foolish little youngsta’s hittin’ up with a spraycan
act like a trick and you’re bound to get blast
got a gang of homeboys that’s down with ese daz
and like the grim said, “we’re risin’ straight to the top”
much love to hoodlum records
and rest in peace to the homeboy rich rock
a shout goes out to the all my homeboys doin’ time
locked up in the pen, claimin’ the harbor area, south side

[hook]

- ese daz

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