You don't want to turn your back on me
When you least expect it
I come with a wicked method
I'm creepin' on ya

Now you find your homeboy's
Bleeding on ya
It's the the locote coming out the bote
I got a new jale jacking in the noche

Give me your ferja
In your pocket or they'll carry ya
Off and burry ya in the eastside area
4 and 3 and 2 and 1

The thievery don'nt stop 'til I get done
Sometimes I don't even need my GAT
But shit's getting deep and I gotta
Blast back to thievery 1 robbery 1 robbery

'Cause jacking is my hobby
Give me that money, Jewelry & your keys
To the five-o outside on deez
Later, out with the 85 mustang

One-time got me on the radar
Trucha! And you don't stop 'til I'm done
Now the puercos got me on the run
You don't want to turn your back on me

When you least expect it, I got your keys
In my possession with my smith and wesson
Taking out all my aggression
Check it out =E9s=E9 you're looking

At the jefe
Of that clica with the big bad trece
I teach you a lesson, no question
Get your ass out now you're passing out

When you look at the cuete
4 and 3 and 2 and 1
The roberydon'nt stop 'til I get done
Some niggas do this shit for fun

Now the puercosgot me on the run
From varrio to varrio
Looking for anybody, Oh Cesario
Hanging out with Mario

Looking for a place to hide
Spank got my back over there right
And it don't stop 'til I'm done
Now the one-time got me on the run

One-time's not done with us
Now they're looking for my ride
But I'm on the bus
Don't turn your back on a vacto like me

'Cause I'm one broke motherfucka
In need
Desperate! What's going on in the mente
Taking from the rich not from my gente

Look at that gabacho slipping
Borracho from the cerveza
He's sipping
No me vale, madre

Gabachopray to your padre
This is for the time you would
Give me the jale
4 and 3 and 2 and 1

This ol motherfucker, got him a gun
Bla-on!I took one to the kneecap
Things happened so fast now
I dropped my strap

Now I'm about to meet my maker
I thought I had it all, figured it out
For the paper
No longer will I be running

Last thing I heard was the
Fuckin GAT humming
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Locotes Lyrics

Cypress Hill – Locotes Lyrics

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