Original lyrics

EN

Fuck this other vatos ese Get up, chucky, get up Ewg-rah Were you once the bastard son? As the finger slips from the golden gun From your moral heights, it's on sight Never going down without a fight On sight, outta pocket What's good, motherfucker? Put'em up We show what the fuck we are Ewg-rah Fuck your worth, you're full of shit What's becoming saving grace? Abandoned your family beliefs They'll let you die on the fuckin' streets Think again, it's just begun You ever think, you'd be the one condemned I always knew that you never had it in you A two-faced fool, you're nothin' but a baby back bitch! On sight Outta pocket