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letra de bring out the dead - mr. criminal & big lokote

[intro]
sup m-th-f-ckers?
this is big lokote, eastside cuatro flats gang, niteowls clica ese
east los angeles trece
so what’s up f-cking monstras?
talking all your sh-t, like k!llers and the warriors
sup b-tch? you think you’re murderers and-
f-cking slang a little yay
nothing but a bunch of f-cking ratas ese
from here right to your f-cking cara m-th-f-cka
see when i take ya f-cking wind and spit on your f-cking muerto ass b-tch
q’vole to all the cuatreros out there
q’vole to criminal, varrio silverlake
q’vole to moonlight cats south central

[verse 1]
aquí vamos, in a f-cking g ride
about to pull off, a motherf-cking homicide
in a ’92 cadillac fleetwood brougham
13 inch d’s and a gang of chrome
fully locked up, gang banging with the homeboys
bald headed soldiers ready to destroy
tatted down and don’t give a sh-t
sipping on night train filling up the clips
take a few hits of the p-dog now i’m flying
aww sh-t, a motherf-cker’s dying
not giving a f-ck about the penitentiary
all i want right now is to send you motherf-ckers to the mortuary
straight f-cking faded
q’vole to the cuatreros that are incarcerated
f-ck the state and their b-tch ass laws
ride till the wheels fall off, and the casket drops
[chorus]
bring out your dead
even if it means running from the feds
bring out your dead
200 round clip, will leave you f-cking bl–dy red
bring out your dead
that’s right pinche leva, that’s what the f-ck i said
bring out your dead
bring out your f-cking dead

[verse 2]
the rumor on the calles, is that you got lit
one out of a million, you b-tches won’t do sh-t
f-ck a, agrev amam, and a pinche mierda
neerg avel, selffaw kcuf, and f-cking, arelamat
you can’t f-ck with the flats
step up motherf-cker, i’ll leave you in a blood bath
in a town car straight gang banging
full of bullet holes, east side four street f-cking blue ragging
condado de los angeles
f-cking set tripping ass b-tches cannot handle this
serial k!lling f-cking veteranos
everywhere i go, yo hago pinche dañó
cuatrero projects screaming bl–dy muerte
snipers on the rooftop, waiting for gang banging gente
i’m that old school knucklehead
just waiting, to bring out your f-cking dead
[chorus]
bring out your dead
even if it means running from the feds
bring out your dead
200 round clip, will leave you f-cking bl–dy red
bring out your dead
that’s right pinche leva, that’s what the f-ck i said
bring out your dead
bring out your f-cking dead

[verse 3]
set tripping ass monstras, get smoked on the spot
chalk, yellow tape and juras, around the pinche block
i’m a bald headed veterano, with the ak a mí lado
f-cking maton, east side four street soldados
loco thoughts en mi mente, to k!ll any motherf-cker
just to prove to myself that he’s a pinche busta
got a cuete in my lap and the ak’s in the back
seat, with extra clips in case i have to attack
a gang of you motherf-ckers
in case you try to out number me
big crazy the g, that’ll put you under
ground without a sound
filero to your head i caught you slipping on your side of town
reminder it doesn’t matter, your pinche skull i’ll shatter
make your brain fall out, while you’re f-cking scattered
that’s the name of the game
if you a real true gangster there’ll be no pain
f-ck the world it’s all about the fame
[chorus]
bring out your dead
even if it means running from the feds
bring out your dead
200 round clip, will leave you f-cking bl–dy red
bring out your dead
that’s right pinche leva, that’s what the f-ck i said
bring out your dead
bring out your f-cking dead

[outro]
now what’s up, b-tches?
big lokote the last m-th-f-cker you gonna hear from
buried in the ground puto
f-cking spit on your f-cking ass ese
fill you full of lead anyway b-tch
shoulda thought about it ese
before you f-cked with the wrong m-th-f-cker
the wrong m-th-f-cking hood ese
4 street for life

- mr criminal big lokote

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