Up To No Good (Feat. Midget Loco)

Down for nada bueno, who you think that you're fuckin' with?
Pinche vieja, better watch what you're talkin', bitch
I roll with cholos from las calles de Califas
No me digas que no sabes si ya sé de tus mentiras

You're a puta babosa y te la rayo en tu cara
Why can't we be friends? Nah, yo soy antichavala
And that's palabra that you know nada about
That's why I dropped you like a fake that you are, I know you ain't down

I got enough with the perras that I got
You could've came rough, but that's just somethin' that you're not
Stupid ass ho, you were never on my level
So go and talk your shit so I can see you in that suelo

I'm that 51/50 original soldada
Down for the few but some firme camaradas
Now don't get it twisted, this don't get me down
I love my bomb ass pelonas who don't fuck around

I hold it down for the homies that ain't up to no good
Down for mis perros that ain't up to no good
Down for the homies that ain't up to no good
On the block posted up straight not givin' a fuck

I hold it down for the homies that ain't up to no good
Can't you tell that we're lookin' for trouble?
Down for the homies that ain't up to no good

I'm sick and tired of these fake ass fools tryna switch up
Two faced vatos actin' hard then they bitch out
Putos talkin' shit all over the place
But when you see them cara a cara, puts a smile to your face

I guess that's all, homie, part of the planes
Porque quieren lo que tienes, saben todo lo que haces
Now ain't that somethin'? Cuz now you gotta look out
I'm a bad girl now, watch a caile get down

I'm in your town rollin' deep with a gang of camaradas
Up to no good ridin' low, locos en la ranfla
I'm dealin' business cuz I gotta get paid
Just as I thought you got nada to say

We came to play mean, muggin' trick, dumb ass groupie
We were never homies, never, never even knew me
So now you wanna get to know me, share a laugh, que no
You wanna kick it with nosotros, oh hell no

I hold it down for the homies that ain't up to no good
Down for mis perros that ain't up to no good
Down for the homies that ain't up to no good
On the block posted up straight not givin' a fuck

I hold it down for the homies that ain't up to no good
Can't you tell that we're lookin' for trouble?
Down for the homies that ain't up to no good

See, I'm up to no good in my Caddy Fleetwood
Never Hollywood cuz I'm down for my hood
Street soldiers slangin' boulders like I spit 16s
Midget Loco, Ms. Krazie with that killer team

Fuckin' dreams make this dream, that's that CRC
My caponeros so tough, we'll make you shit and pee
You're 86th out the game, chop you down like trees
I'm the BU, the honey, you gon' feel my steam

I'm a G too, the G with my five in one jeans
Bald head, decked down with some Aztec ink
I bought the brown leather boots so your bulge just sinks
Stop talkin' so much shit cuz your breath just stinks

Yup, mouth no dell, you gon' feel my pain
Cuz she and Pac could run the block, but you ain't got no game
Stop fakin' the fuck, you a punk ass sling
I'ma hold it down for my homies that are catchin' the chain

I hold it down for the homies that ain't up to no good
Down for mis perros that ain't up to no good
Down for the homies that ain't up to no good
On the block posted up straight not givin' a fuck

I hold it down for the homies that ain't up to no good
Can't you tell that we're lookin' for trouble?
Down for the homies that ain't up to no good