Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 167, artist - Emilio Rojas. Album song Zero Fucks Given: Volume One, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.05.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Same Plate Entertainment
Song language: English
167 |
167th, 167th, 167th, 167th, uptown, uptown |
167th, 167th, 167th, 167th, uptown, uptown |
Now we got Spanish women, we, we got anything you need |
We got Spanish women, we, we got anything you need |
And I live on the block where all the haze is, ah, okay, okay |
Everybody out there tryna make it, ah, okay, okay |
We don’t wanna live paycheck to paycheck, ah, okay, okay |
Everybody struggling to pay rent, ah, okay, okay |
Abuela heard them sirens on the block again |
Went from watching her novelas to just watching them |
Uptown where them coppers always stop and frisk |
They don’t need no probable cause and still, they lock the kid |
Now they get paid by the bodega, them coppers always raiding |
They lock my homie up for a fucking blunt and some papers |
They put him in the cell where they took his belt and his laces |
He juggling them cases, the judge is a fucking racist |
Them prisons is just some businesses, they about making profit |
We been living in the system so long, we victims of the process |
In the middle of the strip where them pitchers is on the corner watching |
For any suspicious vehicle that be driving on… |
Abuela heard them sirens on the block again |
Went from watching her novelas to just watching them |
Uptown where them coppers always stop and frisk |
They don’t need no probable cause and still, they lock the kid |
Nah, we be where the fiends is, down the street from the precinct |
And I never get on my knees shit, I stand when I talk to Jesus |
Bitches be looking good, if you smoke ‘em up, you can beat it |
Feeding the fucking block, when they cooking, everybody eating |
Uh, when they get a little money, they send it back to the island |
Laundering it with Laundromats that they bought just to wash it |
But a barbershop that got no barber inside it, we living to the limit |
And we love it, we passing by on… |
167th, 167th, 167th, 167th |
Unknown: Mocha! |
Mocha! |
Emilio: Shit, word? |
Unknown: -mumbles- |
Emilio: It’s quiet right now |
Unknown: Ten minutes fam, it’s hot right now, ten minutes, alright? |
Emilio: I heard they just hopped out of 169 though |
Unknown: You already know, they on the block heavy right now |
Emilio: I see, come check it |
Unknown: Mierda! |
Que fue eso? |
Emilio: Yo, you saw that? |
Unknown: The fuck was that? |
Emilio: That lady just got hit, she was coming out the building |
Unknown: De diendo a la bejia? |
Oh shit, es un piojo que? |
Emilio: Yo man, yo man, just leave her there, yo don’t touch her |
Unknown: She got hit, that’s one of those dope fiends man |
Emilio: Aw shit yo, yo, yo man, tell 'em, yo, tell 'em not to move her man |
Emilio: If they move her, she could die man, yo, y’all gotta fall back |
Emilio: Y’all gotta wait for the ambulance, just hold off yo and leave her |
there, don’t touch her |