LEARN LYRICS

The phone rang

They're work matters and I know that

To work

We don't back down here, I'm in

I roll with a .50 pistol

Not a single bastard better cross the line

Never sad, always crazy

I remember my bro, Norcks

Norcks

Norcks

Norcks

They see me cruising

Cruising relaxed in Las Vegas

There's stories

When we grew up as kids

In Puebla is where I was raised

Where I clicked up with the crew

I was only ten

But I had courage to spare

For action

Courage

For action

To unwind

We went to Hidalgo for almost a month

With my bro

Parties and dawns, good times

I never imagined

that very soon I was going to lose you

On a night of terror

My bro had an accident

Goodbye

To Norcks

He left

To cross

My cousin Richard, Julio, and Corcochas

They won't back down

Their loyalty was proven to me

I always roll in a black GMC

Whenever I want to cruise

I put on banda or norteño

Until the sun comes out on us

The sun

The sun comes out

It came out