"THE ANTHEM" lyrics
Ay I'm about to set it off and put the hood on the map
Big bad Gayboys, man you fools know where we at
We put it down for the east side, screamin fuck a peace sign
Maniacs with loaded straps, posted by the street lights
And we gon' to do it broad day
He talk shit about the varrio, we send balas to his brain
Siempre listo pa' sus pitos, I'm like Puto come and try me
They know we the smallest weakest levas in these calles
Somos las chingadas fascinado con el pene
They the reason why our varrio covered in those velas
Niños jotos, play with us, nos gustan vergas
Siempre dicen que nos buscan pero nunca stamos' afuera
Bitch we posted on this block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up P's
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Bitch we posted on the block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up the P
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Thirty fifth to 5-6 they know the rabbits give that neck
If you wanna bang the varrio, we gon put em to the test
Head shot, confirmed kill, nothing more, nothing less
If they try to give us vida, we folding like the rest
Always been young and thirsty, fell in love with cum sounds
If that puto try to leave, we specialize in run downs
They busted on our face, so you know we did our thang
And I'ma bang the whole hood, till my fuckin brains hang
35th, 42nd, 43rd 46th, 49th, 51st, murder block CLS
Dick riders most hated
Cyclones, and faggot town
We the gayest vatos
Homies laying in the ground
Bitch we posted on this block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up P's
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Bitch we posted on the block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up the P
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Big bad Gayboys, man you fools know where we at
We put it down for the east side, screamin fuck a peace sign
Maniacs with loaded straps, posted by the street lights
And we gon' to do it broad day
He talk shit about the varrio, we send balas to his brain
Siempre listo pa' sus pitos, I'm like Puto come and try me
They know we the smallest weakest levas in these calles
Somos las chingadas fascinado con el pene
They the reason why our varrio covered in those velas
Niños jotos, play with us, nos gustan vergas
Siempre dicen que nos buscan pero nunca stamos' afuera
Bitch we posted on this block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up P's
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Bitch we posted on the block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up the P
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Thirty fifth to 5-6 they know the rabbits give that neck
If you wanna bang the varrio, we gon put em to the test
Head shot, confirmed kill, nothing more, nothing less
If they try to give us vida, we folding like the rest
Always been young and thirsty, fell in love with cum sounds
If that puto try to leave, we specialize in run downs
They busted on our face, so you know we did our thang
And I'ma bang the whole hood, till my fuckin brains hang
35th, 42nd, 43rd 46th, 49th, 51st, murder block CLS
Dick riders most hated
Cyclones, and faggot town
We the gayest vatos
Homies laying in the ground
Bitch we posted on this block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up P's
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
Bitch we posted on the block
Conejero with some chops
Faggot gang banging, can't stop us, won't stop
Smoking dead opps
While we chunking up the P
And my middle finger up
Screaming fuck my enemies
