Blood In Blood Out Lyrics

Chilling with my Mexicans we posted in the barrio

Represent for Texas more specifically the 214

Got two 40's imma let them muthafuckas blow

Dual wield shooting at you got them Percs Akimbo

Drop him down to the floor like we playing limbo

Pop-out outside like some puss in a pimple

Your bitch suck me up I'm finna bust on her dimple

I could leave them all in the dust because it's simple

Outline on the pavement drawing up a stencil

I'm John Wick could get you gone with a pencil

Expert with the weapons I be clutching my utensils

Got some ability ask my opps about credentials

I'm the next one up because I got the potential

Half of the problems that y'all got is cause y'all mental

Is really fucked up

I get them bucks up

Paranoid in the whip so I'm finna clutch up

Scraping all the curbs so my whip gone need a touch-up

I don't do no brown-nosing no I never suck up

Shots to the stomach that gone make that boy upchuck

Bruce Lee with the words swing my car just like a nunchuck

Looking in my crib CNN call me a gun nut

Purely for defense cause I am a big stunna

If they thought they caught me lacking then today gone be a bummer

Coyotes on my ass cause I am a road runner

These boys rats like Popeye and I'm Bonafide

Make the wrong move 2 shots like Spider you gonna die

The story of Miklo

Will never be like Dragonfly cause I can't raise my babies if I'm going inside

Magic with the hands Strike you down like some lightning

Punked him with no words my demeanor kinda frightening

Loose lips sink ships so that mouth gone need some tightening

El Gallo Negro if they wanna get to fighting

Them boys some little hoes on the internet typing

My boys Vatos Locos mag of thunder get to striking

I don't fit the mold so why they calling me a Lichen

Dripping straight water Tres Puntos on my trident

If they wanna take me out won't be the first or last who tried it

If it's smoke you're looking for then I'll be sure that I supply it

Goofy ass boy talked on papers then he signed it

Big dogs is talking so hide ya tail and just be quiet

Shots hit dead center like a fucking mohawk

Your bitch pulled up on her knees like she was a tube sock

Twisting up her guts like a motherfucking deadlock

They don't make them like me no more

Yeah I'm Deadstock

I don't put specifics in my songs because them Feds watch

Learned a lot of lessons from the school of the hard-knocks

Clutching on my weapon while I'm walking to the DART stop

Coming out of Dallas I'm the next Texas heartthrob