CAPA/TRACKLIST
Letra : Carlitos Loco
Oh whoa, Carlitos Loco
Don't come to the Barrio
For you it's a no-go
Everywhere I go, all my soldiers follow
We want all the smoke if it pays dinero
This is Eastside Vagos puto
You might be rich but when you're dead it's zero
I don't f**k with weirdos
I go through your windows
Have some dirty money, drugs on me
F**k the Five-O
If you're messin' with the fam then I'll turn in a psycho
I can never crash, is that b*t*h a virgin then I put it in her a**
I can see through you all like gla**
The devil wants me but I don't know how to dance
Been the coolest motherf**ker, since the first cla**
All I know is kill mothеrf**ker, who's next
I f**ked your b*t*h so hard you can ask hеr dad
F**king with me, somebody will end up dead
All I see is red, sniper in my hands, this sh*t is intense
I have no license but I pull up in the Benz
I have no friends but I have a lot of money in my pocket
Going to the moon I can never miss a rocket
You know I'm the sh*t b*t*h, like I farted
I can never stop b*t*h, I just started
Me against the world, you know that I'm gonna f**k it
I don't trust anyone b*t*h, I am heartless (órale)
I'm ready to attack, have a big gun, has a lot of kickback
Robbed you for your sh*t now you want your sh*t back
Find me in the Barrio b*t*h, come get your sh*t back
Ready to attack, take cover or be next
Now I have a couple of bloody guns laying in my stash
From the projects, all we wanted was respect
Making money, f**king b*t*hes motherf**ker you know the rest
Oh whoa, Carlitos Loco
Don't come to the Barrio
For you it's a no-go
Everywhere I go, all my soldiers follow
We want all the smoke if it pays dinero
This is Eastside Vagos puto
You might be rich but when you're dead it's zero
I don't f**k with weirdos
I go through your windows
Have some dirty money, drugs on me
F**k the Five-O
If you're messin' with the fam then I'll turn in a psycho
Vagos clicka, fool!
Always have a tool, I will shoot, stab and rob you too
Pull up with the gang, the f**k you gon' do?
Always Carlitos Way like my name Al Pacino
Yellow world all my boys latino ( Yellow world )
I miss Miguel, Cesar and T**o
We are the ones that kill people's ego
We are the ones that can stand up to CG
Street Code b*t*h, no Da Vinci
Big booty b*t*hes with me
Big gun, big stack on me
All my boys are hungry, selha seren to every junky
Shoot you more than once, b*t*h you lucky
Don't bother calling me If it ain't about the money (órale)
I'm ready to attack, have a big gun, has a lot of kickback
Robbed you for your sh*t now you want your sh*t back
Find me in the Barrio b*t*h, come get your sh*t back
Ready to attack, take cover or be next
Now I have a couple of bloody guns laying in my stash
From the projects, all we wanted was respect
Making money, f**king b*t*hes motherf**ker you know the rest
Oh whoa, Carlitos Loco
Don't come to the Barrio
For you it's a no-go
Everywhere I go, all my soldiers follow
We want all the smoke if it pays dinero
This is Eastside Vagos puto
You might be rich but when you're dead it's zero
I don't f**k with weirdos
I go through your windows
Have some dirty money, drugs on me
F**k the Five-O
If you're messin' with the fam then I'll turn in a psycho
Don't come to the Barrio
For you it's a no-go
Everywhere I go, all my soldiers follow
We want all the smoke if it pays dinero
This is Eastside Vagos puto
You might be rich but when you're dead it's zero
I don't f**k with weirdos
I go through your windows
Have some dirty money, drugs on me
F**k the Five-O
If you're messin' with the fam then I'll turn in a psycho
I can never crash, is that b*t*h a virgin then I put it in her a**
I can see through you all like gla**
The devil wants me but I don't know how to dance
Been the coolest motherf**ker, since the first cla**
All I know is kill mothеrf**ker, who's next
I f**ked your b*t*h so hard you can ask hеr dad
F**king with me, somebody will end up dead
All I see is red, sniper in my hands, this sh*t is intense
I have no license but I pull up in the Benz
I have no friends but I have a lot of money in my pocket
Going to the moon I can never miss a rocket
You know I'm the sh*t b*t*h, like I farted
I can never stop b*t*h, I just started
Me against the world, you know that I'm gonna f**k it
I don't trust anyone b*t*h, I am heartless (órale)
I'm ready to attack, have a big gun, has a lot of kickback
Robbed you for your sh*t now you want your sh*t back
Find me in the Barrio b*t*h, come get your sh*t back
Ready to attack, take cover or be next
Now I have a couple of bloody guns laying in my stash
From the projects, all we wanted was respect
Making money, f**king b*t*hes motherf**ker you know the rest
Oh whoa, Carlitos Loco
Don't come to the Barrio
For you it's a no-go
Everywhere I go, all my soldiers follow
We want all the smoke if it pays dinero
This is Eastside Vagos puto
You might be rich but when you're dead it's zero
I don't f**k with weirdos
I go through your windows
Have some dirty money, drugs on me
F**k the Five-O
If you're messin' with the fam then I'll turn in a psycho
Vagos clicka, fool!
Always have a tool, I will shoot, stab and rob you too
Pull up with the gang, the f**k you gon' do?
Always Carlitos Way like my name Al Pacino
Yellow world all my boys latino ( Yellow world )
I miss Miguel, Cesar and T**o
We are the ones that kill people's ego
We are the ones that can stand up to CG
Street Code b*t*h, no Da Vinci
Big booty b*t*hes with me
Big gun, big stack on me
All my boys are hungry, selha seren to every junky
Shoot you more than once, b*t*h you lucky
Don't bother calling me If it ain't about the money (órale)
I'm ready to attack, have a big gun, has a lot of kickback
Robbed you for your sh*t now you want your sh*t back
Find me in the Barrio b*t*h, come get your sh*t back
Ready to attack, take cover or be next
Now I have a couple of bloody guns laying in my stash
From the projects, all we wanted was respect
Making money, f**king b*t*hes motherf**ker you know the rest
Oh whoa, Carlitos Loco
Don't come to the Barrio
For you it's a no-go
Everywhere I go, all my soldiers follow
We want all the smoke if it pays dinero
This is Eastside Vagos puto
You might be rich but when you're dead it's zero
I don't f**k with weirdos
I go through your windows
Have some dirty money, drugs on me
F**k the Five-O
If you're messin' with the fam then I'll turn in a psycho
