Payback

An eye for an eye's how the fuck we feel

When they get one of us then we're out to kill

I don't care about shit when it goes down like that

The only thing on my mind is the big payback

They get one of us, we get three or four

If that ain't satisfaction then we're out to get more

Fuck a drive-by, puto we'll walk to your door

Kill you motherfuckers and we'll even the score

We wait for you putos to forget and slip

Then we'll catch you in the streets and unload the fucking clip

Another puto dead from the other side

Now we wait for the funeral and watch your parents cry

Feeling no remorse for the shit we do

Those putos did it to us, so why not do it to them fools

The killing doesn't stop, it goes on and on

Ese smoking motherfuckers till these putos are gone

An eye for an eye's what this shit's all about

Rolling up on these levas taking these pendejos out

Doing it for the homies who ain't here today

Because as long as I live, in my heart they're gonna stay

All I do now is think about them in my head

And it's a fucked up feeling now knowing that they're dead

It's payback time and it's a do or die

I'm doing it for my homies, Rest In Peace above the sky

[scratches]

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

At the hood with the homies, getting loaded kicking back

Thinking about the motherfucking crazy payback

It's time to get these motherfuckers for the shit they shouldn't have done

Another homicide, another puto gone

Kill or be killed is the name of this game

Doing it for the hood, the homies, and the gang fame

This shit won't stop so fuck keeping the peace

From a loco motherfucker gang-banging from the East (Eastside)

Rolling down the calle and I just smoked a dip

With a quette in my hand so now I'm ready to trip

Thinking about my homies who ain't here today

And I'm gonna get these putos cuz for this they gotta pay

[scratches]

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback..

Creeping late at night through their neighborhood

Rolling with the lights off to catch a puto doing good

Not giving a fuck about the time it carries

Just flashes of my homies and when they got buried

With a knot in my throat and a tear in my eye

We come across this puto who's time it is to die

He's strolling down the street and doesn't even realize

We got a bullet for his ass to go right between his eyes

Got out the car cuz I knew I caught him slipping

He looked and tried to run when he seen my ass creeping

Jumped at the puto, hit him up "Where you from?"

He said the wrong shit so he took one to the dome

Down the puto fell, I guess I'll meet the punk in Hell

Simon, he seen my face but a dead puto can't tell

Jumped in the ride, headed back to the Eastside

Kicked it with the homies then we all got high

Smoked a few wet ones and went home and hit the sack

Fell asleep thinking about the fucking payback

[scratches]

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..

..payback payback..