Lyrics Callin My Names - Chino Grande

I see a vision in the mirror's
Camera lenses don't appear
A foggy night clear smoking ...in the rear
20 fucking head's not even knowing why I'm here
A gang of tattoo's i can't define the word free
Manipulated but I'm off like a raven with a pipe and a clock foo i can't be faded
Cause i was hot you better blast on the spot piss on your hand so you don't get caught
I've seen a lot mano ... on lock big bad varrio dos trece spooks street block
Come and play don't complain foo you know we insane
See me banging in my hood even on a rainy day
It's my sickness cause I'm handing bizz shout out to my homies doing time in the pin
So rest in peace nutty cause yo little army's coming
Can't catch me running I'm dumping like we bumping
Calling my names
Don't give a fuck when i dump and I'm posted in the hood
Still calling my names
Banging well we slanging and we up to no good
Calling my names
Don't give a fuck when i dump and I'm posted in the hood
Still calling my names
Banging well we slanging and we up to no good
It's just an other full clip constrict by the pistol grip
At time's like this i wonder who can i trust in this straight world wide gangsterism cause the lames that claim to bang ain't paying attention
It's a scanless cold game you gotta be on yo toes... knows war's on with multiple
Bullet hole's from a chain with a spark