Barrio Lyrics

Yeh yeh yeh

Yeh yeh yeh

Yeah

Por favor no pasen por mi Barrio

Que la cosa ta calienteee

Aquí lo que hay es sicario

Y mujeres que comen mente

No vengan que es innecesario

Piensa bien en lo que tu te mete

Porfavor no pasen por mi Barrio

Que la cosa 'ta calienteee-eee-eee-eee-eee

On 167 it was a blessing, all in all

From nothing to something like Casio to Audemars

Fixing cars on the block to owning the foreign cars

Owning houses to house the real-estate is going off

We brought up, from quarter waters

Tell ock I'll be back to order

Pockets is full of cash, the ATM out of order

Pick up the zip, I'm bouta Roll up some Cream Doja

Hit up the plug, I'm bouta put in another order

Step around Walton, Go down them stairs and get busted

In The Lucie he valid but in New York we don't trust'em

These females be birds, they come around and we pluck'em

I know some Niggas with rockets, they fuck around and they buss it

Get duckin'

Por favor no pasen por mi Barrio

Que la cosa ta calienteee

Aquí lo que hay es sicario

Y mujeres que comen mente

No vengan que es innecesario

Piensa bien en lo que tu te mete

Porfavor no pasen por mi Barrio

Que la cosa 'ta calienteee-eee-eee-eee-eee

Yeh yeh yeh

Yeh yeh yeh

Yeah

I remember It was One, Two, Three

Right there by 53

Walking through the halls nigga, All eyes On Me

Overtime, was the only grind

Build this thing from the bottom, JP on my mind

I do it for myself, I don't need Co-sign

Calling on my phone and I press decline

Begging for a hand, boy you must be fried

I walk up out my building shining bright, I be litty

Call up my boys and hit the city

Fuck around and meet with like four, five biddies

Certified Niggas

And they all with me

They on call if I fall, they still all with me

Yeh