Lowriders Gee, Fuerza Regida, with my homie Junior H
Let's roll my dude, hell yeah, hell yeah
Street Man, Lumbre Music, Ranch, yes sir
661 my zip, Califas my capital
Bakersfield's known me since I was a kid
I grew up loyal, I got it from my dad
And time flies by here
Cause I wound up behind bars
I'd better tell it, dig deep into the past
Like that slammed-down Lowrider Gee
For my hustle it's a beast of a ride
Really a badass crew
I've already left the past behind
Bro Ángel knows he can count on me in any situation
That's my homie Junior H, on another level, Samelán
They call me Muelas, everybody knew me
Everything came little by little
Backstabs for chasing the good life
Shades all over the States, the money's rolling in
Hundred-plus deals
They'll see me on the streets in my '63 Chevy
They respect me, I'm the boss
My twins are my pride and joy
I swear they won't lack a thing
Alive or dead they'll have it all
Pure Rancho Humilde, old man