Tonalité : C minor
Verse 1
Am
Yeah, Supremo Caps,
F
you know how we do it,
E
D
Raza for life pa, let's go
Am
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
F
E
Homie, that's how I ride, I keep it
Dm
Am
Raza fola 48 -32s, white Cortez Nikes,
6 -4 with the AKs on both sides
F
Esa I'm a rider, cruisin' the city
E
With two Mexicanos
Dm
lookin' everything pretty
D
Am
I'm a boss, yeah, ese you gets burned
I'm the Latino rap king,
homie, you ain't learned
F
Haters don't hear me
sayin' I don't get down
E
I put a shell on your blues,
Dm
can you hear me now?
Am
I'm a full metal jacket
goin' straight to your vest
Best Mexicano rapero you seen yet
F
Got love by mi raza,
I ain't blowin' no smoke
E
I thought I made it all clear
Dm
when I drop out of your door
Am
I'm a barrio roller, Detroit soldier
Cueros de chivo with a
strap on my shoulder
F
Radio rap is just radio crap
E
And my latino rap
Dm
had nothing to do with that, come on
Am
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
F
Homie, that's how I ride
E
Dm
I keep it Raza for life
Am
Every hood that I roll
F
Is pretty much all amor
E
Primo, that's how I ride, I keep it
Dm
Raza full light
Am
Rojo con blanco, un poco de verde
Los colores, primo, de mi gente
F
Estilo mexicano, I bring it real, yo
E
These rex execs,
D
they don't know the deal, bro
Am
Po cos, pero locos,
ain't tellin' the truth
You want Latino hip -hop?
Put me in the booth
F
I've been down for my
Raza since day one
E
Dm
All I need's a good beat, studio, and a gun
Am
I put it down, 200 % brown
For every Latin click on every side of town
F
Still push it way back from 66
E
Sittin' on hundreds,
Dm
D
look I root y 'all sick
Am
Enemigos dissin', now come on man
I'll AK you in the house
and let them clean you off the ceiling fan
F
I'm a boss and this holla so respect it
E
Dm
Or I could put you on a table
Am
at forensics
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
F
Homie, that's how I ride
E
Dm
I keep it Raza for life
Am
Every hood that I roll
Is pretty much all amor
F
Primo, that's how I ride
E
I keep it
Dm
Raza for life
Am
All these rap fiddles rappin'
The beat ain't spittin'
I drag your ass out the car
With the kids still in it
F
Southside rhymes
Con mi carna criminal
E
Dm
We wreck the whole ciudad
Am
Los Angeles con camaradas
Con los cuernos, onzas y grampas
F
Tengo rollo con los weyes de Nuevo León
E
Dm
Y merecidos de Centro San Antón
Am
I'ma ride or die, ride or die
San Ferro till I die
F
I'ma ride or die, do it for my raza
E
Dm
I'm 313, Chicago, Texas, NYC
Am
Southern California, SFV
And all the gente who are dying for me
F
Say I'm a god in the hood
And come home rockin'
E
This the record of the year
D
That's why everybody got it, yeah
Am
Homie, I represent for all
my real Mexicans
F
E
Homie, that's how I ride, I keep it
Dm
Raza Folar
Am
Every hood that I roll,
it's pretty much all amor
F
E
Primo, that's how I ride, I keep it
D
Am
F
E
Raza Folar
D
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