Lyrics In These Times - ODM, Brown Shady

In These Times - ODM, Brown Shady
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Date of issue: 25.01.2013
Song language: English

In These Times

That’s right, south side
Gangsta gangsta
South side
Gangsta gangsta
South side, gangsta
In These times
Of hate and pain
I need a cuete
To get me through the day
A .24, will do okay
24 ways to put you in your grave
We strapped with mac 90's, AK’s, and hand guns
Turn around look around
We’re gangsters having fun
Stupid motherfuckers
Tryna playa hate my dogs
El diablo made me do it
Slap you with my Glock
Throw your ass in a trunk
Simon, we calling shots
Smoke your homie down the block
Bumper room let em rot
Dig up another hole
Let the trigger take your soul
I’m a take the I-5 southside to mexico
No witnesses to th crime
No evidenc, we so sure
Cause they never found the bodies
That we stack in your woods
Now we lookin' for the bitches
With the big ol chichis
Talkin about «I love you»
These hoes want my riches
But you ain’t getting shit
You bitches better split
My whole clika’s in the back
And everyone of us is strapped
We got extra clips, I’m hard as a pit
I got a dollar for that ass
So you better shake them tits
Throw your barrio in the sky
Wave it to the left
Wave it to the right
I don’t give a fuck
I got my two nines
They don’t give a fuck
Said «who's down to ride?
who’s down to bust?»
In These times
Of hate and pain
I need a cuete
To get me through the day
A .24, will do okay
24 ways to put you in your grave
Now who the fuck wanna mess with this?
Get blessed with this
Nine millimeter mac10 with a fully loaded clip
Strolling down the street on my two feet
Looking for them putos who shot my homies crib
I know where you kick it at
I know where you live
What goes around comes around
Payback’s a bitch
That’s how we do it, fuck my enemies
Fled the murder scene with my Glock 17
A mi me vale madre, así es mi vida
Saco el pinche cuete que te mata como sida
Tocas de repente, que pasan de volada
Demented and notorious
Fumando marijuana
I don’t know why you bitches trippin'
I got my two nines handing out stitches
Almost as far as your imagination reaches
I don’t know why
Southside is the deepest
Throw your barrio in the sky
Wave it to the left
Wave it to the right
I don’t give a fuck
I got my two nines
They don’t give a fuck
Said «who's down to ride?
who’s down to bust?»
In These times
Of hate and pain
I need a cuete
To get me through the day
A .24, will do okay
24 ways to put you in your grave
Twenty-five with an L
For murdering motherfuckers
Bangin' in my cell, mexicans got the power
Locked up in this hell, killing one another
Fuck it, might as well, I’m a southside rider
Can’t fuck with no rata, punk ass chavala
This is for the raza
You ain’t got no palabra
This one goes out to all my homies doing lifetime
For walk-bys, homicides
And all the fucking drive-bys
Homie I’m a gangsta
Killer from the southside
Keep it on the down low
Put that on the double nine
When you’re left to play
The only way to die, high
Won’t even hesitate
Don’t even let shit slide
So when you come around
At the wrong place, at the wrong time
You get blasted
Take your ass down
With the body in the casket
With no type of sound
Or what time you got blasted
What the hell?
Throw your barrio in the sky
Wave it to the left
Wave it to the right
I don’t give a fuck
I got my two nines
They don’t give a fuck
Said «who's down to ride?
who’s down to bust?»

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