Mista Los - Th3 Streetz Li$ten (Rest Eazy Flaco)

R.I.P to a real G
Flaco Trujillo
Ever meet the reaper, motherfuckers like my best friend
Paranoia gets the best of me cause all my dead friends
Shady motherfuckers are the reason we send death threats
Motherfuckers like you, are the real reason real Gs stay strapped up, inked like the mint is
I'm talkin for the streets, y'all impeached, Richard Nixon
Like the war on drugs, bullets send a message
Aaron P you shoulda never left a witness
Now I'm coming for the head of these niggas
Better pray n get the bread for these niggas
Cause I'm talkin rosary get read for these niggas
Cause 4 figures land you dead dead in the trenches
When a cowards forced to kill
In the land of the real
Doesn't damage the deal
Cause the real always prevails
Causing havoc in the field
Was my primo since a kid
Flaco
Ask about him, if you want it, I'm right here
Yea
Night you passed hadda put some Killa in the air
Can't believe that your gone, but I been here
Cause the reapers been my homie almost 30 years
How it feel being around a man you can't kill
When I go man the whole state gon feel it
How a punk motherfucker here but not the realist
Better hope you get prison cause I want vengeance
Everybody Killa got the plots now I'm gon dig em
Blllloooooaaaawwwww
Everything that's going on
In the world has been so wrong
Everyone we lost to coffins
Self ingested noxious toxin
Shawty wanna be a thug
Fast life with guns n drugs
Pray to God cause the loves been fiction
Swear to God the streets listen
Everything that's going on
In the world has been so wrong
Everyone we lost to coffins
Self ingested noxious toxin
Shawty wanna be a thug
Fast life with guns n drugs
Pray to God cause the loves been fiction
Swear to God the streets listen
Man I swear to God
Man I swear to God the streets listen
Man I swear to God
Man I swear to God the streets listen
We ain't alllll the same
They ain't built this way
Loyalty above alllll laws until I hit the grave
(Man I swear to God
Man I swear to God the streets listen
Man I swear to God
Man I swear to God the streets listen)
All these coward motherfuckers I despise
Send em flowers, then my hitta gets a kite, green light
Give an hour, then 2mrrw headlines, died in a gang fight
N we’ll riot in the streets, if you wanna see alliance HOE
Flaco was a fighter, can’t take a tiger soul
He’ll live forever, your a bitch, just a tag along
Your baby mother wanted real, so then he striked her phone
N Flaco pieced you up 1 handed, 2 nights before
Wanna talk real, come on I got all year
Hustle ain’t tiny, when they call, get alllll tip
Bitch already said to much but I won’t stop there
Till we get some justice or until I have the cops here
Talkin gang life
If you wanna gang fight
This is family motherfucker take you out with steak knives
With a 40 in the waistband, wouldn’t waste iron
Your block will be a cemetery if I say fire
Then we gone
Everything that's going on
In the world has been so wrong
Everyone we lost to coffins
Self ingested noxious toxin
Shawty wanna be a thug
Fast life with guns n drugs
Pray to God cause the loves been fiction
Swear to God the streets listen
Man I swear to God
Man I swear to God the streets listen
Man I swear to God
Man I swear to God the streets listen
We ain't alllll the same
They ain't built this way
Loyalty above alllll laws until I hit the grave

Written by:
Karlos Vasquez II

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