Raza Park (con Frost, Cisco y Roger Troutman)
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Que pasa homie, what's runnin' through your heart?
Tell me what you know about Raza Park
Where the homies get down and the jotas get down
And we all gettin' fly on the side
Que pasa homie, what's runnin' through your heart?
Tell me what you know about Raza Park
Where the homies get down and the jotas get down
And we all gettin' fly on the side
Me ain't muggin' up the plastic, blood of anastic
Hustlin' for acid, thuggin' 'til my casket
Drops, squattin' in my rag convertible
The ride with my stag on, but homie I'm original
Originated, innovated by my raza
We created this scene and we perfected it, so que pasa
Give it up to the homeboys
OG's put it down while the homegirls make noise
Cota boys got Keith tattoos and huaraches
Tank tops with big bank and no Versace
So watch 'em put it down and see how many copy
And mariachi, the band leader to my papi
You know my estilo, hundred dollar sneakers
Cell phones and beepers, gon' see you beggars and chicas
Rucha, pura huda when you get your money on
Dimes, gold watch and gold Raza Park
Que pasa homie, what's runnin' through your heart?
Tell me what you know about Raza Park
Where the homies get down and the jotas get down
And we all gettin' fly on the side
Que pasa homie, what's runnin' through your heart?
Tell me what you know about Raza Park
Where the homies get down and the jotas get down
And we all gettin' fly on the side
I got primos in L.A. and primos in Sacra
And primos all over the Bay (Bay Area)
The Central Valley, just Cali, that busta brown pride
Arizona and Denver know how to low ride
Albuquerque and Texas, morenas precious
And Chi-Town puts it down for the Kenny Brown
And all in Salt Lake City what really was poppin'
Tops droppin', low lows hoppin'
We go together like menudo and lemon
And tell me when got the most beautiful women
What? And I'ma ride 'til it stops my heart
Chicano like a big dog representin' the park
My partner told me it be days like this
Gettin' hella high, man I hope it stays like this
We got the park back, watch how I act, get my gig on
There go the SF Max, it's your cig on
And yo dig on, gonna represent her
Think it's up until it close and try to run up in her
No funk, no pepper spray
She wanna leave but I'ma help her stay
We got the Cadillac kicked and it's three wheelin'
Biffies up in the trunk bumpin' Sexual Healing
Marvin Gaye, can you sing with me?
And tell these chicas why they need to hang with me
Que pasa homie, what's runnin' through your heart?
Tell me what you know about Raza Park
Where the homies get down and the jotas get down
And we all gettin' fly on the side
Que pasa homie, what's runnin' through your heart?
Tell me what you know about Raza Park
Where the homies get down and the jotas get down
And we all gettin' fly on the side
Call me the sly, slick, wicked, get to kick it out for you, dawg
When we chill at Raza Park
Hittin' switches, pancake it side to side
It's the Frost baby doll, let's take a ride
You know what's up, ain't nothin' changed
Still waxin' up the Caddy, polishin' the thing-a-ding
Collectin' riches, hookin' up with jinas
I can bet you twenty I got five right behind us
And I hope that the huda don't swoop
On my sky blue Cadillac coupe
Because I'm rollin' with that velvet clique, homes que pasa
Yeah, this is for the raza
It's just another good day
When you're rollin' through Raza Park
Everything is alright, alright
It's just another good day
When you're rollin' through Raza Park
Everything is alright, alright
It's just another good day
When you're rollin' through Raza Park
Everything is alright, alright