Artist: Fifth Sun Album: Ice In Your Veins / Pocos Pero Locos: The Show (Compilation) Song: Trucha Typed by: no1wammy@hotmail.com Chorus: Coyote Trucha Locos en carusha West coast en Califa Swing check, motherfucker Cocking shit, full clip We bang, slang shit Repeat Chorus [Verse 1: Chingon] Cause in the streets, ese, lot of money cat doublin' Killer grime grumblin', water bong bubblin' All drunk, slumblin' In the by, rumblin' Who's on top? It's the Fifth Sun again Uh! Women lovin' it Yeah, keep 'em comin' in What ese, don't make tell ya where I'm from again Dope, crack, slangin' it Fifth Sun bangin' it Fuck these conectas, I was here to run, cunnin' it Check this shit out, ese, Chingon's runnin' it Pussy on the loose, in need to be ya one and cum in it Thuggin' it, for the fuck of it, straight scummin' it 9-0-2-3-0 Caddilac, hummin' it In the trunk, stashing clavo, shovin' it Slip away from police, Chingon be mobbin' it In the late night, got a bitch waiting, rubbing it Simon, original Fifth Sun, permanent, what Repeat Chorus Twice [Verse 2: Coyote] Word out, no doubt, where we taking booze out Fools taking rats out, body leaving boots out Trucha, slow mo, carusha, cuetes out Ruse out, no doubt, like feria moving about The barrios, we cruise out, locos got the nooze out Gotta lace the boots up, ese, pull the booze out West coast do this Thought you knew this Serio, pedo It's drugs to the U.S. Indo out the windows Bob and hop in Buicks Bitch like that Gobble up a dick He's a lee on the lick You know how they love a dick And if it's on like that Fifth Sun like this Emceeing ese Panchos guns, full clip Check it then We crack-a-lack it like this Valle Cochela Califa, street hip hop familia Too down, homeboy Mocha-lit with affilia Repeat Chorus Twice (Verse 3) [Coyote] D's throwing it up, you vatos better best up Heads up, sets up, wet up, never give up Takin' out a hero Will shut the rest up Tense up, west up, hey vato, guess what? Fact is, this is, chronic like the best is Hit 'em where the chest is We walk like eses Red and rum, pura, hora, jura Put away the buddha You'se a fool of jura [Chingon] Fuck that, fuck this, from this gangsta wetback Busting tech straps, moving sets back Set traps or get back, lyrically strapped With raps and tracks Based on true facts Who's that in the back? Peeping the blue hat I'm taking all ya bitches, and that's that Repeat Chorus Four Times