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Showing posts with label Charlie Row Campo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Charlie Row Campo. Show all posts

Thursday, October 18, 2012

LYRICS Charlie Row Campo - On Our Team (ft. Chino Grande, Fiesty 2 Guns and Nikki Diaz)

Nikki Diaz (Chorus):
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

Chino Grande (Verse 1)
:
I Get Sick With It Dog
I Been Known As Problem
From Whittier To Watts
Lit Pedazos From The Shotgun
Hand Keep It Steady
Bare With Me Like A Teddy
If I Smash In A Chevy
See The Glock It Ain't Friendly
I'm A California Hot Boy
Bout To Make A Pop Noise
13 Reasons
Why I Shot Ya Like A Steroid
Side Of The Pacific
With Some 30 Odd Sick Shit
A-R Fit To Leave You Twisted
By The Brick Split
Hardcore Knucklehead
Slanging Out The Moped
Sippin' Out The Bottle
Tequila So-So Moët
Dickie's On Some House Shoes
58 - 32s
Call Me Screwed Up
In The Head Like The South Do
Girly's Hit The Block
They Be Talking bout
Oh No - So Many Of Em
I'm A Bounce Em Like A Pogo
See I'm A Gutter Man
Go & Find Another Plan
This About The Realist Shit
That You Will Never Hear Again

Nikki Diaz (Chorus)
:
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

Fiesty 2 Guns (Verse 2)
:
On Our Team We On Top
Cause We Winnin'
And Those That Think We Over
Dog We Barely Beginnin'
All Bare Witness
The Birth Of A Legacy
You Haters Keep On Talkin'
While I'm Sippin' On This Hennessy
Put Our Toast Up
Our Camp Out Selling Em
We Treat Em Like Shots
Dog We Straight Out Pounding Em
Undisputed Heavy Weight Champions
And Those That Wanna Boast
Step & Get Their Asses Handed To Em
I'm Being Straight Out
All You Vatos Played Out
How You Gonna Mash
To Camp That'll Take You Out
Verbally Abuse You
We're Family Of Assassins
Through The Scope One Shot
While I'm With A Bad Bitch
I Smoke Heat - Push Dope
It Ain't A Thang To Me
I Work With Real Killers
Rap Bitches Ain't The Same As Me
We In Our Own League
Homie Cause We Flawless
Fuck Everybody
No Snake Could Just Stop Us

Nikki Diaz (Chorus)
:
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

On Our Team

Uh-Uh - On Our Team
You Keep On Begging To Be On Our Team
But You Will Never Be On Our Team
Uh-Uh Oh No - On Our Team
I Know You Wishin' You Were On Our Team
You Keep On Begging To Be On Our Team
But You Will Never Be On Our Team

Nikki Diaz (Chorus)
:
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

My Team

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

LYRICS Charlie Row Campo - Times Have Changed ft. Jasper Loco, Baby Jokes and Fiesty 2 Guns

Jasper Loco (Intro):
Damn Homie
Shits Changed Out Here Dog
Fo'real

Jasper Loco (Verse 1)
:
Let Me Take You To A Time
Where No Homies Dropped A Dime
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
So It's Trucha On The Grind
Start To Laugh But Then I Cry
But My Tears Are Held Inside
Cuz This Vida It's Been Vicious
Just To Make It
Time To Shine
Ask The Homies In The Var
Feeling Blessed
That's Thanks To God
Just To Make The Paper
Yes The Fedi
Serving With A Job
All The Homies Listen See
It's About The Big One-Three
Keep It Moving
Fuck Polluting
Any Righteous City G
Was The Choice I Chose To Live
Anybody Come And Get The Glesh
Just Stash The Vest
Cuz It's Always Fuck A Pig
On The Calles Everyday
From Skid Row To Mandalay
That's The Bay Up In Vegas
Ask Investors They Don't Play
They Don't Play

Jasper (Chorus)
:
And Yeah I Remember A Time
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
No One's Dropping A Dime
Just To Live Through The Path
I Was Chosen To Take
What Could I Say?
Just A Kid Growing Up In L.A.
But Now My Raza Risin' Up
From A Script To A Cut
Make That Money
Nothing Funny
Be About Making Bucks
Its So Easy To Fall
Off The Track And Get Caught Up
Never That - Thats A Fact
Show Em That We Wised Up

Baby Jokes (Verse 2)
:
I Hit The Block
And I'm Think About Them Old Days
Bombed Out With A Gauge
Till I Caught A Case
But Them Years Pass
And Ese Came Back
Hard As Ever
Baby Jokes On The Front Map
Money's Flippin'
My Mind Is Different
Yeah I Drifted
Cuz These Fools Ain't With The Bizness
Ain't Tripping
Cuz You Fools Ain't Stack My Plate
And All My Real Camaradas
Are Locked Away
It's Kinda Sad
Cuz Every Hood Is Doing Bad
No Dad - Drug Labs
Just Start From Scratch
I'ma Hold On To The Rings
Cuz I Know They Listen
We Blood Of Kings
Best Believe That

Jasper (Chorus)
:
And Yeah I Remember A Time
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
No One's Dropping A Dime
Just To Live Through The Path
I Was Chosen To Take
What Could I Say?
Just A Kid Growing Up In L.A.
But Now My Raza Risin' Up
From A Script To A Cut
Make That Money
Nothing Funny
Be About Making Bucks
Its So Easy To Fall
Off The Track And Get Caught Up
Never That - Thats A Fact
Show Em That We Wised Up

Fiesty 2 Guns (Verse 3)
:
And I Remember
I Use To Bang For My Gang
Prepare To Die For My Gang
You Know I Ride For My Gang
A Twisted Youngster From The Hood
Signed My Life Away In Blood
I'd Give My Life To The Bullet
Being Foolish
Been Misunderstood
I Started Slanging- No Trippin'
I Caught My Foes
When They Slippin'
I Pop This Whole Fucking Clip In
Won't Stop Til Nobody Is Living
There's Drugs From Violence
Got My G Right Stacking A Mileage
Find Me If You Can't
I'm Still Caught Up In This Fucking Fight
And Ain't No Mercy On My Soul
Till I'm Destined To Go
And Where I'm Going Is Inferno
For Me Living So Cold
I Never Knew I'd Live This Long
But I'd Be Ready For War
Dropping Cases By The Dozens
Knock Em All To The Floor
Come On

Jasper (Chorus)
:
And Yeah I Remember A Time
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
No One's Dropping A Dime
Just To Live Through The Path
I Was Chosen To Take
What Could I Say?
Just A Kid Growing Up In L.A.
But Now My Raza Risin' Up
From A Script To A Cut
Make That Money
Nothing Funny
Be About Making Bucks
Its So Easy To Fall
Off The Track And Get Caught Up
Never That - Thats A Fact
Show Em That We Wised Up

Baby Jokes (Outro)
:
Yeah We Up In The Studio Right Now Dog
Big Jasp, Dave Salas You Know
Gang Of Homies Ain't Here Right Now
Whats Up Chino Gee
I'm Right Here Dog
I'm Still Doing This Shit
Minor From That Cherryville Gang Homie
You Know It Don't Stop Dog
All The Homies Passed Away -You Know
There's Little Kids Lost Up In Here Homie
You Know L.A. - Hollywood - Land Of Dreams
Ain't No Muthafucking Land Of Dreams Right Here Gee

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

LYRICS Charlie Row Campo - Never ft. Fiesty 2 Guns, Baby Jokes, Jasper Loco And Lady Ness

D. Salas (Intro):
I'll Never Let It Go
I'll Never Let It Go
I'll Never Let It Go
I'll Never Let It Go

Fiesty 2 Guns (Verse 1) :
I'm Always Dreaming Dog
Never Will I Fold On That
I Always Been A Poor Man
But Never Will It Hold Me Back
Never Going Half Ass
Always Putting All Of Me
Charlie Row Don't Quit Dog
Never Stop Dropping Heat
Never Will I Run To The Cops
And Never Will I Rat On Fools
Never Run From Enemies
And Never Drop This Attitude
Never Let This Music Go
Never Will I Stop This Shit
I Always Been a Leader
But My Loyalty Is Obvious
Never Losing Sight Of who I Am
Or Where I Come From
But Never Will I Let My Past
Decide My Future Functions
Never Be A Follower
And Never Take Directions
You Can Have That Respect Dog
My Life Is In My Possession
I'm Never Scared
I'll Never Fear Another MAn
I Always Speak The Truth
Cuz This Booth Shows No Love Man
I'll Never Quit This Shit
I'm Always On The Rise
And As Long As I'm Alive
Charliw Row Will Survive

Lady Ness / Fiesty 2 Guns / D. Salas (Chorus) :
Never Will I Stop I'll Forever Be
(I'll Forever Be..)
Grinding To The Top Til I'm A Better Me
(I'm A Better Me..)
Watch Me On The Rise
This Is All I Breath
(This Is All I Breath..)
Until I Drop So You'll Remember Me
(You'll Remember Me..)
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go

Baby Jokes (Verse 2) :
Told Me Baby J
You Can't Let This Thang Go
Lil Homie Don't You Know?
That I Go For Broke
It's A Blessing
That An Ese Got The Front Spot
From Busting Shots
And Dodging All Them Punk Cops
Can't Let It Go
Could God Make This Right
So Who Would've Thought
From A Cage A Star Was Born
For My Real Boys
The Ones That Make Noise
Chino G. Hold It Down
Cuz We Are The Voice
Lil Minor From The Ville
Yeah My Old Timer
Time Will Pass
And I'll See You As My Real Rider
Charlie Row Keep It Buzzing
Like Some Good Dro
Ain't Going Nowhere Baby Boy
This Has Been Home

Lady Ness / Fiesty 2 Guns / D. Salas (Chorus) :
Never Will I Stop I'll Forever Be
(I'll Forever Be..)
Grinding To The Top Til I'm A Better Me
(I'm A Better Me..)
Watch Me On The Rise
This Is All I Breath
(This Is All I Breath..)
Until I Drop So You'll Remember Me
(You'll Remember Me..)
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go

Jasper Loco (Verse 3) :
I Woke Up Out That Coma
Two Thousand And Ten
And Had My Gente Come Through
With No Bottles Of Hen
Just Strictly Kush
Down To Push Any Street Known Drug
Jumped In At 13
Fully Blown Young Thug
Down To Ride
Certified From The Six Spruce Street
And It Was 1981 At The Beverly
To Be Exact That's A Fact
Where This G Was Made
And I Don't Punch A Clock
But This G Stays Paid
From Growing Yesca - The Best
Known To Touch Our Lungs
And I Ain't Trying To Break Her Heart
But Mama Straight Sprung
I Roam The Goose
Ain't No Truce
Cuz These Hoods Be Real
What It Really Comes Down To
Is You Down To Kill?
For Fuckin' Thrills From The Hills
All The Way To The Bay
And We Keep It Moving
In That Californ-I - A
From Settin' Trends
All My Friends Wanna Be Like Me
But There's Only One Jasper
Varrio 2-1-3

Lady Ness / Fiesty 2 Guns / D. Salas (Chorus) :
Never Will I Stop I'll Forever Be
(I'll Forever Be..)
Grinding To The Top Til I'm A Better Me
(I'm A Better Me..)
Watch Me On The Rise
This Is All I Breath
(This Is All I Breath..)
Until I Drop So You'll Remember Me
(You'll Remember Me..)
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go
(I'll Never Let It Go)
I'll Never Let It Go

Friday, March 9, 2012

LYRICS Chino Grande - Sangre Falls From My Eyes

Verse 1:
Sangre Falls From My Eyes
The Homie Toker Just Died
I Seen Em Just A Week Before
With Bullet Holes In His Ride
It's Like We Strive
Then We Try
Life's A Trip
And You Die
The Homie Trouble Caught A Cargo
Like Toker From Brownside
It's A Trip How We Live
With No Hope For The Kids
And MTV, BET Is The Only Clecha They Get
So All They Knowin
All They See Is
All The Money & Hoes
When Little Droopy Hit The Feds
That's When I Tatted My Dome
But On A Serio Tip
Cause I Remember As A Kid
All Of The Crazy Travesuras
And The Thing That I Did
In & Out Of Juvie Hall
With Little Chucks From T-Flats
Then I Seen Em On The News
R.I.P. Like That
Could Be A Friend Or A Foe
An Ese Just Don't Know
It Seems I Sit & Start To Wonder
Why My Perros Gotta Go?
Isolated In The World
So Cold & So Alone
As A Tear Full Of Sangre
Drips And Hits The Floor

Chorus:
Cause You Ain't Never
Had A Friend Like Me
So Many Kids
With No Dad I See
And All Our Mothers Just Struggling
As A Tear Full Of Sangre
Starts To Bleed
And That's So Sad
Like That's My Homies
Is Out Doing Time For Some Felonies
And Those I Remember That's R.I.P.
Here's A Tear Full Of Sangre
Starts To Bleed

Verse 2:
Sangre Drips
As I Flip The Page
Must I Reminisce
Where My Perros
That I Done Lost In The Days
Like My Little Primo Crook
Double S & Two K's
Is Sitting In The Pin
Since I Was Out Of Camp In 98'
2013 Is His Release Date
15 Balas Down
Ese What A Damn Shame
As I Said It
And Commence To Clench My Fist
Than Marinate
Gangster Mugzy Loco
From The Varr.. Car All Day
It's Sad When You're A Dad
But Destined To Terminate
Moreno Caught Some Tiempo
And They Became Cellmates
The Only Window To The Outs
Now They Bout To Have A Good Time
Till Mugzy Takes A Long Ride
Down To Pelican Bay
Shooting Time For Recession
Locked Down Facilities Of Corrections
Got The Homies Umped Up
It's Like We All Try On
Tattoo Tear Full Of Sangre
By The Left Eye

Chorus:
Cause You Ain't Never
Had A Friend Like Me
So Many Kids
With No Dad I See
And All Our Mothers Just Struggling
As A Tear Full Of Sangre
Starts To Bleed
And That's So Sad
Like That's My Homies
Is Out Doing Time For Some Felonies
And Those I Remember That's R.I.P.
Here's A Tear Full Of Sangre
Starts To Bleed

LYRICS Travie - For Better Or Worse

Verse 1:
Pack My Bags And Bounce
Man I'm Leaving This House
My Bitch Rather See Me In The Hood
Getting All Smoked Out
Or Either Dead Or In Prison
That's The Life That I'm Living
It's The Choices That We Make
When They Unforgiving
But Don't Trip Baby Girl
I Respect How You Feel
Even Though You's A Bitch
And You Ain't Keeping It Real
To Blind To See
That You Were Everything To Me
And Your Hurting My Son
Cuz He Don't Want Me To Leave
Sadness Meets
Madness Creeps
I Feel Nothing But Pain
Lord Why'd You Let Her Leave?
And Take My Son Away?
I Gotta Cope With This Stress
Man My Life Is A Mess
Puffing On This Fuckin Skante
Is As Good As It Gets
I'm Sitting Next To The Devil
As He Plots On My Life
I Look Him Dead At His Eyes
He Tells Nothing But Lies
I'm A True Motherfucker Man
My Word Is Like Gold
Can Someone Tell Me
What The Fuck Is Wrong With This Hoe?

Chorus:
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Better

Verse 2:
A Week's Already Passed
And Ain't Nothing Getting Better
I Find My Self In The Hood
Bang That 23rd Letter (W13)
I'm A Royally Dirty
I've Been Up For A Week
Call The Homie Chino G.
And Asked Him "What Do You Think?"
He Replayed
"I Won't Lie,
You Need To Stop Getting High
Get Yourself Together Homie
Before You End Up Doing Time."
I Meet Em At The Studio
Kicked Some Verses That Night
But The Very Next Day
I Was Back On That Pipe
That's The Only Fuckin Way
I Hide My Feelings Inside
It's Either That
Rob A Bank Or Commit Suicide
But Chale Homeboy
I Ain't Even Tryin To Do All That
I Rather Put A Fuckin Slug
In My Enemies Back
But The Fact Is
That I'm All Fucked Up
And I'll Just Let It All Go
When Times Get Ruff
I Need A Little Bit Of Strength
More Pisto To Drink
I Guess It's Time To Blow
Off My Fuckin Ass Of The Planet

Chorus:
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Better

Verse 3:
I Finally Slept
I Woke Up
Guess What Happened Next?
Reality Fuckin Hit Me
Like I Got Chin Checked
All The Alcohol & Drugs
Took The Pain Away
But Now That I'm Sober
Everything Still The Same
And Probably Even More Worse
It Feels Like My Life's Cursed
I'm The Type Of Vato
That Puts My Family First
I've Done What I Did
And Did What I've Done
But When It Comes To My Little Ones
Man They Number One
See The Situation I'm In
I'm Destined To Win
I Hate To See Myself
Doing Life In The Pen
Even Though That Thought Flows
Like I Cloud Over My Head
As Long As I Ain't Busted
I'm Gonna Keep My Kids Fed
That Bitch Well Understand
That I Was A Real Man
Now I'm Fuckin Gone
Sinking In Quick Sand
I'm Gonna Tuck My Tears In
Grab A Hold Of My Balls
I'm At The Edge Of The Cliff
It's Gonna Be A Long Fall

Chorus:
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Worse
It's Gonna Get Better
It's Gonna Get Better

LYRICS Charlie Row Campo - Danger Zone (ft. Chino Grande, Travie, Midget Loco, Trouble From Brownside, Baby Jokes & Tripper Loco)

Khool Aid (PPL) & Chino Grande (Intro):
Shouts Out To All My Homies In Whittier
What's Up
Introduce The Cut Homie
That's Right
This Pocos Pero Locos
You Listening To The New Jam We Got
It's Called "Danger Zone"
Check For The Video On The Net
All My Cyber Bangers
You Can Find It

Yeah That's Right
This Is Ese Guch
From That Infamous Charlie Row Campo
Bring You That Charlie Row
Big C Kick That Shit

Chino Grande:
Haha Yeah
Hit The Block
Cars Hop They Jock
Girls Flaunt They Talk
And Still Clock A Fan Out
Big C (Thats Right)
I Let Them Know
Creased Up G’d Up
By Be Veterano
Pistiando
With A Click Full Of Killers
Bald Headed Tattoos
Reading Nothing But Whittier
So Fresh And So Clean
Live My Life Like A Dream
And All My Homeboys Posted Up
With Them Old Memories
Got That Evil Ass Look
With A Tilted Brim
Ese All Chuko'd Down
Baby Jokes In The Pen
Damn Homeboy
Ain't A Damn Thing Changed
So When The Homie Touched Down
We Pursue The Damn Thing

Travie:
Hit Them Streets Up Baby
With That Uptown Stylo
On A Fucking Mission
Just To Stack Them Ce-notes
I Gotta Get Paid
Now I'm On Parole
Comstock & Whittier
Is Where I Call Home
Rollin In My Ride
Just A Little Bit High
High Of The Chronic
And That Chocolate Tie
I Won't Stop
Ese Watch This Ranfla Hop
I'm A Everybody Killa
Anybody Get Shot

Chino Grande (Chorus):
Bounce, Roll, Skate On Threes
Ese That's How We Do It
In The City Of Dreams
L.A. Don't Play
Click Clack Them Toys
Better Be On Your Toes
And Watch Out For Them Boys
Straps Clap, Bullets Release
Anybody In The Way
Feel The Wrath Of These G’s
Heavily Hitting
Sitting On Chrome
And Ese That's How We Do It
In The Danger Zone

Midget Loco:
SKS, Tec-9s, AKs & The Sweepers
I'm The Boyle Heights Creeper
With My Hand On My Heater
Semi-Automatic Fools
Homie Take You To School
Homies Posted On First Streets
Still Paying Tha Dues
PCP Glass
We Ain't Pisto & G.B.’s
Ya’ll Should Of Known
Bout’ That Midget G
I Need No Introduction
First Class Seduction
Rucas Always On The Jock
Cause I'm Always In To Something

Trouble (From Brownsdie):
I'm That Scandalous Gangsta Native
Always Riding With Tokes
So Just Be Trucha
What You Saying
Before You End Up Smoked
Ese Fucking With Me
Affiliated With The Brownside
I Bang That Sur 13
This For My Gente On Lock
And For My Homeboys In The Varrio
Who Stay Patrolling The Block
Ese You Know Who We Be
Belone on Eastern And B
The City Of The Gardens
Who Stay Promoting This Beat
Cause I Live My Life Like A G
Strapped Down & Tatted In The Regal
Ese Smashing On E
And Dump On Anybody Out There
Who Ain't Claiming Like Me
So Best Be Watching Your Back
Cause I Be Known For Slashing Throats
And Pistol Whippin You Smacks
Who Get To Wuffin That Shit
Talking Like You Wanna Bail
Til That Ass Get Hit
And Sangre Drip To The Floor
And You Find
I Ain't The One
You Really Want To Explore
I'm South Side Til The Core
Shit I'm The Reason Your Jefa Crying
Soon As You Step Out That Door

Chino Grande (Chorus):
Bounce, Roll, Skate On Threes
Ese That's How We Do It
In The City Of Dreams
L.A. Don't Play
Click Clack Them Toys
Better Be On Your Toes
And Watch Out For Them Boys
Straps Clap, Bullets Release
Anybody In The Way
Feel The Wrath Of These G’s
Heavily Hitting
Sitting On Chrome
And Ese That's How We Do It
In The Danger Zone

Baby Jokes:
How Do I Explain?
This Shit I Bring
They Release For The Gate
And You Know My Name
It's Official
I Let Them Gun Shots Riddle
Broke Me Off For 5
Man That Shit Ain't Simple
How Come So Many Room
In These Darky Room
Fool Playin By The Rules
Damn Phonies With Loot
Get Excited
Cause I'm Bringing Straight Guidance
Bang Me On That Amp
Little Homies Are Riding

Tripper Loco:
A Young G
Tryin To Get My Fame
They Call Me Tripper Loco
And I'm New To The Game
Twenty Years Old
Charlie Row To The Fullest
Riding Gangster Hits
Cause Nobody Else Do It Like Us
C Grande, Midge, Shadow, Travie & OG Tricks
Baby Jokes In The Pen
Much Love And Respect
Goofy Tripper Loco From The C-Row Click
Q'Vole

Chino Grande (Chorus):
Bounce, Roll, Skate On Threes
Ese That's How We Do It
In The City Of Dreams
L.A. Don't Play
Click Clack Them Toys
Better Be On Your Toes
And Watch Out For Them Boys
Straps Clap, Bullets Release
Anybody In The Way
Feel The Wrath Of These G’s
Heavily Hitting
Sitting On Chrome
And Ese That's How We Do It
In The Danger Zone

Chino Grande (Chorus):
Bounce, Roll, Skate On Threes
Ese That's How We Do It
In The City Of Dreams
L.A. Don't Play
Click Clack Them Toys
Better Be On Your Toes
And Watch Out For Them Boys
Straps Clap, Bullets Release
Anybody In The Way
Feel The Wrath Of These G’s
Heavily Hitting
Sitting On Chrome
And Ese That's How We Do It
In The Danger Zone

Chino Grande & Trouble (Outro):
That's Right Homie
This Rola Dedicated
To All The Fallen Soldados
Big Tokes 41st
And My Perro
Big Moricio Ramos AKA The Cuervo
Southside Brains

LYRICS Lil Minor - Intro (C-Row)

Here I Come
C-Row Rider
You Know That I'm Gunnin'
You Better Be Ready For Me
Pop The Drank
And Just Hit That Fire
Heavily Heavily
Hypnotic & The Hennessy
Ain't No Way
Can Get No Higher
I Still Keep Puffing
Perking Off The Remedy
Pimpin' For The Paper
You Know I Got It
In Fat Pockets
You Just Can't Stop It

Here I Come
C-Row Rider
You Know That I'm Gunnin'
You Better Be Ready For Me
Pop The Drank
And Just Hit That Fire
Heavily Heavily
Hypnotic & The Hennessy
Ain't No Way
Can Get No Higher
I Still Keep Puffing
Perking Off The Remedy
Pimpin' For The Paper
You Know I Got It
In Fat Pockets
You Just Can't Stop It

Here I Come
C-Row Rider
You Know That I'm Gunnin'
You Better Be Ready For Me
Pop The Drank
And Just Hit That Fire
Heavily Heavily
Hypnotic & The Hennessy
Ain't No Way
Can Get No Higher
I Still Keep Puffing
Perking Off The Remedy
Pimpin' For The Paper
You Know I Got It
In Fat Pockets
You Just Can't Stop It

LYRICS Fiesty 2 Guns - Trumpets Of War (ft. Troub Nasty & Lyrik)

Troub Nasty (Verse 1):
Pass The Strap Right Here
My Intention's Lethal
Now You Wanna Talk Peace?
(Awww Pobresito)
Too Late For That
Cuz I'm Blacking Out
And You Know The Streets Talk
I'm Track You Down
With My Crimey Fiest
Got You Vatos Scared
Telling All Your Little Homies
That We Ain't All There
And I Know You See Us
Cuz We Passing By
House Hiding Little Bitch
Peeking Out Your Blinds
With The 45 You Can Say I'm Fatal
Put A Hole In Your Head
Like A Fucking Bagel
I'm A Fool
When It Comes To This Banging Shit
Even Moms Will Let You Know
That Her Son Is Sick
And I Had A Choice
Got Myself To Blame
From The "P"
But I Staying Tossing Up An "H" (Hurleys Block)
So You Better Be Strapped
It's A Must These Days
Hurley Streeters Don't Play
Especially CJ

Fiesty 2 Guns, Troub Nasty, & Lyrik (Chorus):
What If I
Sound The Trumpets Of War?
Would You Try To Get Away From It All?
You Can't Get Away (Can't Away)
What If I
Sound The Trumpets Of War?
Would You Try To Get Away From It All?
You Can't Get Away (Can't Away)

Fiesty 2 Guns (Verse 2):
Growing Up To Be A Soldier
In The Land Of The Lost
I Hear The Trumpets Of War
When I Sacrifice Through The Gauntlet
Should I Bare The Mark?
For All The Sins That I Caused
I Ran The Hood Up On My Flesh
For Every Soul That Was Lost
As I'm Clenching My Weapon
I Feel The Power Within
Once Again It's Revenge
For Another Lost Friend
My Enemies On The Path
They're Coming Back For My Life
Lil Youngster From His Gang
Trying To Stack Up His Strife
I Keep Connected To Garden
Where The Wild Flores Reign
I Keep My Ears To The Streets
Encase My Name Said In Vein
Remenissions On My Missions
Contemplating My Actions
Satisfactions And Reactions
Till These Last Men Are Standing
And I'm Embracing My Hood
Wear My Honor And Pride
Until I'm Judging They
In Around My Demise
An Eye For An Eye
That's What I Was Taught
And As The Casket Being Buried
They're Digging Up Another Plot

Fiesty 2 Guns, Troub Nasty, & Lyrik (Chorus):
What If I
Sound The Trumpets Of War?
Would You Try To Get Away From It All?
You Can't Get Away (Can't Away)
What If I
Sound The Trumpets Of War?
Would You Try To Get Away From It All?
You Can't Get Away (Can't Away)

Troubs & Fiesty (Verse 3):
Fiesty 2 Guns:
Every Time You See A Bridge
You Always See Flowers
On Monte Flores & Puente
We Be Devouring Cowards
And When They're Looking For Fights
Best Believe You'll Find Trouble
Twin Powers In The Valle
Making Enemies Crumble
I'm From The Land
Where The Gutter Be In The Big SGV
You See The Bird In The Sky
Investigating The Scene
There Ain't No Room For No Fear
It's Disappearing Inside
It's By The Codes Of The Street
And Only The Strong Survive

Troub Nasty:
Well Sound The Trumpets Of war
But We Ain't Talking Bout Horns
Hit Your Block
Pistols Pop
Make You Drop To The Floor
Annihilated My Foes
These Hot Hollows Explode
On Contact Ripping Flesh
And Ricochet Off The Bongs
16 In The 6
And We Smashing Between
Chalk Dust In The Calles
Sheriff Tape Off The Scene
Charlie Row Camponeros Homie
Somos Matones
From Varrio Puente Trece Rifamos To Flores

Fiesty 2 Guns, Troub Nasty, & Lyrik (Chorus):
What If I
Sound The Trumpets Of War?
Would You Try To Get Away From It All?
You Can't Get Away (Can't Away)
What If I
Sound The Trumpets Of War?
Would You Try To Get Away From It All?
You Can't Get Away (Can't Away)