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.