Homie from the Westside - Un Loco Del Barrio

I'm not gon' let you talk to me just anyway, not just anyway cause I'll be damn I'm not somebody that you can intimidate, better ask somebody who I am I know that I can't let it fly, if I let it slide you'll do it again I'm not gon' let you talk to me just anyway, not just anyway cause I'll be damn I'll be damed if I let you disrespect I will go to war for boundaries that you like to neglect Don't say I'm acting crazy that's just you tryna deflect But I bet you aint gone cross the line once I put you in check Since you talking jazzy, meet me in the alley You picked the wrong one, you about to get your ass beat You gone see a side of me that you don't want to see So if you don't want no problems watch the way you talk to me Don't say it was a joke because I'm pissed (Yeah) Be responsible for all the things you did Don't talk to me like you aint got no sense (Yeah) You aint my momma and I aint no fucking Kid I'm not gon' let you talk to me just anyway, not just anyway cause I'll be damn I'm not somebody that you can intimidate, better ask somebody who I am I know that I can't let it fly, if I let it slide you'll do it again I'm not gon' let you talk to me just anyway, not just anyway cause I'll be damn Who do you think you are, you are, you are I don't give a damn who you are, you are, you are I'm not gon' let you talk to me just anyway, not just anyway cause I'll be damn I'm not somebody that you can intimidate, better ask somebody who I am I know that I can't let it fly, if I let it slide you'll do it again I'm not gon' let you talk to me just anyway, not just anyway cause I'll be damn

En mi soleda te espero como siempre, Dios te canvie el alma para ser feliz. Q sepas que en la via de todo se aprende Que el mundo no se iso solo para ti, Que existe gente buena que te nesesita, Y que vive sufriendo por ti... AY PORQUE TODO SE LO LLEVA EL AIRE SE LO LLEVA EL AIRE Y TU TE QUEA SOLO... EL LOCO DEL BARRIO LE DISEN EN CASA Y EL SOLO QUIERE TOCAR LA GUITARRA LLORAR POR LAS MANOS SENTIR QUE SUS NOTAS LE ABRASAN EL ARMA... (BIS) Limpia tu jelia y no pierda er tiempo, No piense que tu orgullo tiene la rason, Agaxa la cabesa y abrete los ojo, Y escuxa los latios de tu corason, El ritmo de la sangre te dara consejo, Y sueña que esta via es solo x amo. AY PORQUE TODO SE LO LLEVA EL AIRE SE LO LLEVA EL AIRE Y TU TE QUEA SOLO... EL LOCO DEL BARRIO LE DISEN EN CASA Y EL SOLO QUIERE TOCAR LA GUITARRA LLORAR POR LAS MANOS SENTIR QUE SUS NOTAS LE ABRASAN EL ARMA...