Wanna Go to Guerra

Put me in jail

I said you wanna go to guerra what's up ese?
Aqui para "Duece" big trece
Enemigas die when I let off a clip
Drop one out pop another in quick
Simon that's how it goes when we're at war
Bald heads blue flag leave you busters tore
Brains leaking out it's that Sureño life
Bitch as cacas can't fuck with mine
"Southern Warrior" and ready to kill
Like my jente in the days of the battle field
Weak ass levas wanna bow down
But fuck that ese smash um all out now
Si mon a crazy vida is what I live
Run across an enemiga and he gets split
2-P-L clicka puts it down till death
In the city of "The Springs" busters get no rest
Two steppin' representing ain't showing no pity
Gang banging to the fullest keep my fooska with me
P-P-L-V until I hit the grave
And ain't no bitch ass Nor-tonto that will be safe
Si mon

Simon it's that vato "Diablo" straight soul snatching body baggin'
Stay blue flaggin' fuckin' chapetes ain't ready for guerra
On the serio side ese repping that "Pocos Pero Locos Rifa"
Big "P-P-L Gang" southern Colorado soldado
Straight steady steppin this that "Sur Side Vida" fuck the rest
And all you fuckin' so called riders out there give it up ese
Cuz these Sureños play for keeps
Simon straight buster killer

That's right fuck all estrellas it's that sick "Ese Kasper" right here
From that 5-7-5 area
Fuck you lame ass "H.I.V.'ers"
And your bitch made snorte buster fever ways
It's all about that big bad ass "Sur Side" "Varrio Trece Lokos Gang"
"Tiny Town Click"
Straight representing on you dead red flaming faggots

Wanna go to guerra well let's get this shit crackin'
Blue raggin' toe taggin' busters ain't even laughing
Pull the forty four magnum from my waist and I blast it
Busters ain't shit but some lame ass punks
We're steady reppin' on these levas and we're leavin' um slumped
Banging gang banging to the fullest show no signs of defeat
Going hard up in the system even out on the street
Cuz it's all about the mighty south calling the shots
Making busters hit the floor when we run up the spot
This shit never stops (never stops) and why would it quit
Sureños on the rise (on the rise) steady fucking up shit
Busters get uh get clipped cuz we attack on sight
1-8-7 on a buster it's that "South Side Life"
Live it to the fullest foolish ride against that grain
Smashing "H.I.V.'ers" (V'ers) cuz we locc to the brain
Pecos Valle "T-townero" always kicking much dust
Blue paño on my cara in the "Sur" I trust
It's that sick one "Ese Kasper" steady spitting that heat
Straight cappin' on estrellas to this gangster ass beat
And it's puro red killa ese fuck that one nada
All levas rest in shit when I bust on them balas
Tossin' up that E-N-K till the day of my death
It's that "Varrio Trece Lokos Gang" "Sur One Tres"

If you wanna go to war then mothafucka let's bang
These little levas tagging walls up without putting their name
I'm sending big disrespects to all my enemigas
"Varrio South Side" "Uno Tres" with that "Sureño Rifa"
Straight droppin' verses with a grin my homies reppin their lado
Up in Florence doing time that's "Federal Colorado"
"T-town" five oh five I put "Artesia" on the map
Cuz everyday it's ride or die up in the barrio staying strapped
So fuck a tag bang you don't wanna see the mag flame
And burn a bloody hole up in your face and let the rag hang
That's on the hood to all you fools who talking shit on the hush
You fuck around and catch the blues taking flight on the rush
Cuz ain't no future in my front unfolding gang related felonies
A foe-dee ounce and blunt and fucking hoes is what I'm telling these
Lokos on the calle what I want till I hit that grave site
"Ese 40'z" double "S" in my everyday life