A laugh in every line...and what lines...Oh la la.
Mlle. Fifi and her musketeers!
Mae and a colossal collection of comics in a musical romance of the Gae Mae Nineties.
It's got music! It's got laughs! It's got rhythm! It's the best of the Wests!
John William Saunders (April 1, 1938 – August 9, 2009), better known by the stage name John Quade, was an American character actor who starred in film and in television. He was best known for his role as Cholla, the leader of the motorcycle gang "The Black Widows" in the Clint Eastwood films Every Which Way but Loose (1978) and its sequel Any Which Way You Can (1980).
Born in Kansas City, Kansas, Quade attended Perry Rural High School in Perry, Kansas before transferring to Highland Park High School in Topeka on September 7, 1954. While at Highland Park, he was a football tackle and also participated in basketball and track. He was a member of the Stamp, Radio, and Chess/Checkers clubs. He graduated from Highland Park in May 1956.
Quade attended Washburn University in the fall semester of 1956. He worked for the Santa Fe Railway repair shop in Topeka and as an aerospace engineer before his movie debut in 1972. In the mid-1960s he formed a partnership with rock and roller Zane Ashton (aka Bill Aken) in the production company "Progressive Sounds Of America."[citation needed] Most of their productions were done at Richie Podolor's American Recording including those with The Roosters, Fenwyck, Big Joe Long, and United Artist's country songstress Kathy Dee. Ashton was the adopted son of classical guitarist Francisco Mayorga and his actress wife Lupe, who initially helped open music business doors for the two partners. After a rapid rise from a one-room office in Maywood, California to a high rise suite of offices in Hollywood, they sold the company to the Pat Quinlan Agency in 1968, but the two remained friends for decades.[citation needed]
(Chorus)(2x)
Mira lo que pasa
Messing with my raza
Ya get close i'll get your casa
Mira lo que pasa
Can't kill me and my raza
Cuz your boys no tienen chanca
Viven the vatos ramos
Bustin on two soldados
Hurry up porque ya nos vamos
Mexicanos y Hispanos
Hitting them like granosos
Pinchi los dos babosos
Whatchin the maricones, haters, suckers, and chismosos
Like a roca tu vida
Do you feel the embidia?
Porque no hay salida
When your hooked on the linea
Echale ondo al palo
Porque cargas el palo
Steelin from your own familia
Now you jackin the carros
Rollin, i'm drivin
Whatchin the raza go robbin
Got the bullet revolving cuz i'm solvin the problem
Te envenenan la pena
Si te ponen te truenan
Es la vida la vida
When you movin arena
So you up in your ride
Whatchin hard from the jura
Cuz your blown on a toce
Y transportas la pura
Es lo que pasa en el dia
Estatura es la vida
Keep my hand on my heata
Pack a clap for la cita
Day, I bust en arranque
Hay tension en mi tanque
Whatchin the markas en placas
Feelin like Pedro Infante
Oh my ladie and baby
Livin hard in the mundo
My Mercedes is faded
And i'm missing my gordo
Me lo envarro en el pecho
Anima al derecho
Hay muy pocos de pesos
Y no pagan el techo
Mexicano came up
Hitting hard on these licks
Treating haters like chicks
They had me jackin real quick
Ando bien tirado.
Doin' Marijuana.
You don't like my smoking?
Loca, that's a problem.
Mirame curioso.
Watcha lo que pasa.
Tattoo on my neck.
Check it out, it says Yolanda.
Homes cause that's my momma.
Simon that's my jefa.
She knows that her boy, el Juan Ramos tumba puertas.
Breaking your colectas.
Califas to Texas.
Smokin swisha sweet
When I'm rollin with your vieja.
Never disrespect us.
Esto no es un juego.
No tomo no bullshit.
Bullshits for the pedo.
Watcha with the caca.
Squeeze a placa placa.
Yo no ago nada.
Pero mi pistola mata.
All you gonna see is the Mexican inside of me. Cock and lock a tiff. Fuck it man, this is society.
Once you gonna see when your'e fucking with my family. 16 hallow shots. Si te pegan, ay te watcho G.
No falte el respecto.
No te agas menso.
Porque mis plomasos, dejan putos muertos.
Homie, I ain't joking.
Slow, but steadily working.
Swingin like an alba rolas in my burban.
Vato you can't feel me.
But you feel my jale.
Take this as a game.
Rompo y te doy en la madre.
Puto, a mi me vale...
Choking on some grifa.
Todo cocodrilo cuanda pega la perica.
Me coji tu chica.
Bust one on her pecho.
Puto, you don't know this, but I bet you let her kiss you.
No te pongas triste.
Andas aguitado.
First it's something cool and now it turns agrabado.
All you gonna see is the Mexican inside of me. Cock and lock it tiff. Fuck it man this is society.
Once you gonna see when your'e fucking with my family. 16 hallow shots. Si te pegan, ay the watcho G.
Pass me the zacate.
Shotgun in the cates.
Crack and cold Coronas.
Smoking Juana in the jale.
Hydroponic how she's got me stalllin.
You call em blow and kill.
You got my scardy zoning.
Kill a Cali cabbage.
Not so local office balets.
Ounce of Purple Haze, I blaze.
Gots me flexing talents.
Just to bother me.
It's murder moils with these balets.
Creeping through the calle.
City streets the Valle.
Blowing Swisha Sweets.
Till my lost the laughs in die aim
The perpetual participation
Possibly penetrating pussys with obations
[x2:]
All you gonna see is the Mexican inside of me. Cock and lock it tiff. Fuck it man this is society.
(Juan Gotti talking)
What's some matter wit'chu?
You think I'm fucking crazy?
(2x)
Vivir por la Raza
(Juan Gotti)
Padre Nuestro,
Homeboy, get your head right.
No Te Muevas
Tumba Puertas por libras de Hierbas
En la Selva, what'chu call the Jungle
Is my struggle to hustle con muscle
Get my change right, cause grin ain't no punk fool
I'm strap with the Mack, and I packin el Gap fool
Only bang screw Cause I'm raised de Houston
I'm the top gun the pop one and drop one
Padre Nuestro que estas en los Cielos
Please show love to my brothers and perros
Trapped in ghettos vivendo su vida
Everyone praise para salirte un dia
Sangre fria cold mother fucker
From the gutter, a mugger and gunner
Straight Disaster, Yo Jale no pasa
Y'all boys know yall can't fuck with my Raza
(Ronnie Spencer)
Fear no Evil (Fear no Evil)
My people (amigo)
They don't understand (won't chu tell me)
My people (amigo)
Orasiones, palabras de pobres
Pa pelones and sobres de entonces
No te nojes venimos de montes
Serving coke es moviendo estos jales
Kore Keys Japanese on the market
Please mi padre me cuidas mi madre
Se conpadre matando no vale
I'm the Pothead so drop dead con hambre
No me siente, that's cool you don't feel me
Soy Hispano that's down for his family
Acting badly with pain in my Cora
That's my right to find change in your Bolsa
Fuck a chota, I still gotta eat fool
Right or wrong if your brown they gonna get chu
No me aguito chunk duce in your sobres
It's my pain, it's my life, mis Dolores
(Chorus)
(South Park Mexican)
Tengo Hambre igual que el Tigre
Say Juan Gotti let em know quien sigue
Todos firmen no se que decir te
But your bitch on my nuts like some chicle
On the streets selling diamonds and nicles
Stay strapped homeboy no te aguites
Quick reflex S to the P Mex
Make you hoes extinct like the T-Rex
I'm an ánimal gun packing Illegal
Con Corona y Limon pero sin sal
La La Na Na Na Na Na
Don't trip asi se va
I'm high I can't explain
I'm standing in the rain
This song was made from pain
So here we go again