Narco Corridos - King Lil G

Never been afraid of death

Tell pac I’m coming soon

My music is the reflection

Of makaveli’s wounds

I’m a fucking king

Put gold up in my tomb

Even though I made to heaven

My rag is still blue

I’m dressed in white

And I’m tatted too

Visions of all my ex bitches

Loving my attitude

God lord forgive me

For the way that I acted a fool

I smash these other rappers

What did I have to prove?

My raps improved

Hand guns — I had a few

I caught my enemy slippin'

In lonely avenues

I’m sorry but you bitch mutherfuckers

Just had to go

Around the same time

I sold my first grams of coke

I’m from the ghetto

My dad was broke

The fridge was empty

With spoiled milk

The ham was old

I use to look up at the sky

Wishing we had the most

Gang banging

Had a long list of fools

We had to smoke

Marijuana

Cocaina — kilos

I’m talking bout this real shit

Like narco corridos

I’m rapping real shit

Like narco corridos

Fuck my rivals

Balas pa mis enemigos

I’m in the building

Sucios in the building

I’m in the building

Sucios in the fucking building

I’m in the building

Sucios in the building

Nobody crys after the death of a drug dealer

Rest in peace rodello

Aka el pocho anthrax

The feds watching

And undercovers in helicopters

Tattooed guns

King enemy is my alias

I’m all of your bitches

Dedicated to all of the envies

There you go

You can hate on this

Try but no one is changing this

Fuck discrimination against all illegal aliens

Rewind that

Put that shit on vevo

A bunch of women

Buchanans — cuernos de chivo

Grupo gente nueva

Private parties — corridos

Jewelry and drug money

Bitches loving my stilo

They bumping this on the eastside

Loving this on the westside

Bumping this on the southside

Enemies know I’m bout mine

This one is for el capo

Fatman and gatos

Beto my road dawg

Sucios I’m outro

Ak-47 cartel music

Money making — always active

Always active music