Inspired by the movie, Blood in - Blood out, this song is visual with lyrics and music.
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Story behind the song
The movie Blood in - Blood out is an example of how our families have lived. We have brothers and families friends who have been shot and killed. We have brothers and friends that are locked up in the pen for committing similar crimes. We wanted to share our experiences by writing our version of Blood in - Blood out.
Lyrics
“Blood in – Blood out” –L3S
Written by: Abram Figueroa, Jose Luis Gomez
& Jose Luis Retamoza
Chorus
One of the many few and proud
Cause you know we’re down no doubt the brown
Blood in – blood out
(Repeat)
Verse 1 – Abram Figueroa
Open and hoping mother fuckers don’t know Triple Threat coming quick with the mother
Fucker murder case
Do or die, brown pride let’s ride with the downside, hit’em up, that’s right
Now homeboy set it off with a bang
Chilling like a villain a villain with no feel’n
Feaning for the moment
Simon I’m straight kill’n
Put it down for the brown
Who can be the man in the wicked land
Everytime I get the cuete in my hand
Running with a bullet not afraid to pull it with one last chance one life and one last dance
Let’s fight till the end
Till the last man stands
Hit’em up with a whole lot of gansta shit
Brown rag, tagged up
With a whole lot of Mexican blasting enemies
Hold me back as I clinch my fist
Keep trucha homes
Levas like you ain’t hard to miss
Fake ass putos man ain’t down for shit
With a heat so hot can’t handle it
Simon that’s what I’m talking about
There’s only one way in, one way out
Ride and die with your homies
Blood in and blood out
Chorus
Verse 2 – Jose Luis Retamoza
When I swing swift I come quick
Loose lips fet shut with a full clip
Brown pride!
When I’m running with the best of them
Blood in
When I’m running with them Mexicans
You live for it
You die for it
Blood out
With a hollow point tip
Who rips this shit?
You tell me (tell me)
Wanna get down Ese?
You show me Homie
So take your test
With a vest, protect your chest
With a bullet in the back
In the side, put that fool to rest
Release your stress
Cause I live for it, die for it, and fight for it
Fuck it!
Brown pride I’m born with it
That’s what I do with it
Throw it in your face when I blast with it
Cause I mastered it, ain’t no stopping it
Too big in your block again
What you want mother fucka
Wanna step to this? (hell naw)
Wanna blast again? (hell yea)
Wanna pass by, blast nines, like last night?
Last time? Not mine
Chorus
Verse 3 – Jose Luis Gomez
Running with the guns
Running with the brown crowd
Mouse one the one and only vato
With the brown sound
With the brown rag
Pull out the cuete and cock back
Leave them in the body bag (Simon like that)
With the quickness, criminal that’s unique and original, let it go and let it blow and leave them with a bullet hole (Damn)
Deadly and ready Simon I’m holding it steady and representing the brown (Ace one you down)
(Blood in Blood out)
Un Rapero mexicano with a gangsta sound (you down?)
No doubt, open up your ears and let me tell you what I’m talking about. (let me tell you what I’m talking about)
When the gun shot sounds
When the gun shot’s loud
When the gun shot pops
When the body drops
When you hit them in the body with the cuete non stop
When you hit them in the body with the cuete, lo que sientes en la mente, diferente a la muerte, Mexicano delinquente (Trucha)
Asesino del presente running with the cuete, jumping to the next and running with the fusca.
(running with the fusca)
Chorus
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