Conejo

Conejo - Coins Like Judas lyrics

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I put 'em on, when he came home from prison
He opened up the door and ice pounds were given
This ah gift, from the neighborhood cookers
As he walked towards the room, he seen the hookers
Guess the party never stop, never got with the program
He was moving ounces Walas sniffing ah gram
That's path for business, that's how he making profit
I speak ah dealers future like if I was ah profit
Before we knew it, he was hooked on the product
He was getting sloppy with the opium prob
Don't try to stop me, was the attitude
Muthufucker had forgot, no more gratitude
He stole drugs, then put us all at risk
He'll pay for his mistakes, that's the code, that's it
If they ask what happened, now my head like nothing
Ese vato got snuff cus he was out there clucking
For some coins like Judas, he sold me out
In the a he got served, for going that route
That's what it's bout, out here in the calles
If you ain't making money, es mejor que te cayes
If you ah snake, you better spit that venom
And hope that I die, and my family cry
Cus if I don't, I'll be back with ah vengeance
In my fucking El Camino with ah suit up engine
He came to my house, and I could see in your eyes
By the way you looked around, at my chronic supply
That you was hatin', how dare you debate me
Muthufucker seen the heat, and he knew no play
There's always jealous people want what you have
Ese wifey's off limits I was waist on the ab
Don't know the half, don't even look her way
This is grown man shit, she got nothing to say
So you waited, till I was away
To come by the crib to make your play
My sister saw you, and confronted your ass
Rabbs not home, and call me up in ah flash
So now you buried, there ain't no denying
That sheisty muthufukers are the ones that be dying
Like this one, that disrespected my label
And all of my children muthufucker you crazy
For some coins like Judas, he sold me out
In the a he got served, for going that route
That's what it's bout, out here in the calles
If you ain't making money, es mejor que te cayes
If you ah snake, you better spit that venom
And hope that I die, and my family cry
Cus if I don't, I'll be back with ah vengeance
In my fucking El Camino with ah suit up engine
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