Hey vato, that shit was pretty dope, A! But uh, kick rola for The Homeboys, A! Kid Alright man. I'm gonna kick the first verse, but for the Of this shit man you're gonna have to for hour three loco. Mi Loca! Listen, Listen, Rich
Mi Loca, my crazy life And as I describe how crazy my is Or should I say my before I opened the To the of show biz I was a kid I never gave a second thought to the I did Quick to get up off on them who run up Down for any situation would come up Zero tolerance which means I put up with I'm on the boulevard with the raza If you cool, I was cool, cool Trip, I gotta act the School you quicker than your school No split decision I straight cold ya With bare hands I grab you around throat and choke ya Don't with my crazy life, mi vida loca My crazy At the age of I started packing a knife then, gangbanging was all but fun At the age of fourteen I packing a gun It was a .32 And there was no way in hell I would ever let a punk sissy start talking smack Or work a smirk and peel this cap than your ass could peel an orange Give me a any reason little boy it's on It's like that I'm not to provoke ya My crazy life, mi vida (Listen) mi vida (listen, listen)
Chicano groove, thang Make you move, you sing, la vida So let's it cool, don't you know band, chicano soul, la vida