Conejo

Conejo - Death Notes lyrics

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Yeah, got my boy Spanky Loco up in this bitch
That's right, notorious enemy 
The real 3 1 O West collaboration
Yeah muthufuckers
That's right, it's the way we doing this shit
Check this out homie 
West Side
I fed ah plomo, when I seen his tat
Muthufucker tried to bang till they seen this thing
He got ah seizure, and then he started to stutter
So in no hesitation but I thought of his mother
Open casket, is the best I could do
While his 2 older brothers from the pen were due
They file ah vengeance, and my name came up
They'll try to set my ass up with some bitches I 
fucked
They fucken crazy, and they'v been gone too long
While they was doing time I was all in the grind
Getting mine, and doing major work
Ese automatic weapons in the streets preserved
That's how I lurk, with ah sinister smirk
Ese black beanie locs and my face on my shirt
Do your dirt, razor run your ass up
Or let the ballad be played the melody's in the 
truck
This death notes, they getting hazardous dawg
Ese musica asesina stay possessing my thoughts
Say what you want, I got 'im loc'd in the zone
Ese late night sipping he got served on the phone
The smell of sane dawg, like the potent ganja
Decapitate your corpse, they'll never find ya
Astound ya, how he so profound
Intoxicated off the dust gripping cold for ah pound
I was parked at the dead end, just me and my bitch
LAPD undercover's they spotted my shit
The moment they been waiting for oh so long
I gripped the 4 5 chrome and my reach is long
They pulled up on my side and hit me up
Ese where you from and I gave it up
They hit me in the chest I was wearing ah vest
I let 3 off and hit both in the neck
2 paralyzed pigs I heard 'em squeal
They crashed into ah truck I heard some car wheels 
peel
I was out ah winner I passed the gat to my bitch
Cadillac El Dorado came to finish the hit
They shot twice, I drove away in ah hurry
Ese little homies known in just ah case there's ah 
jury
Crooked cops, they try to come on the block
Disguised as ah rival try to test my survival
This death notes, they getting hazardous dawg
Ese musica asesina stay possessing my thoughts
Say what you want, I got 'im loc'd in the zone
Ese late night sipping he got served on the phone
The smell of sane dawg, like the potent ganja
Decapitate your corpse, they'll never find ya
Astound ya, how he so profound
Intoxicated off the dust gripping cold for ah pound
They ask about that shit your surational put you on 
ah meet up
Ah jales in some banks holme they really ain't 
regretful
Talking 'bout techniquecians so bust ain't gonna 
last
They should'v paid attention instead of fucked 
around and blast 
Examples for the youth don't question thee authority
Now it's at ah bullet point they wishing they ain't 
knowing me
Sick guerilla at my lips C O N put in the clip
83 on hips bitch hell yeah that's my shit
It's la net for the drama we're all part of the 
senate
Ain't no bending rules how we said is how we meant 
it
Aim in your temple with busters hitting raw
Hell yeah we hit 'em harder every time we get that 
call
Foo's know we're serious we do that right
And enemy come out and want some then he might just 
die tonight
Lyrics or ah mosi is this part of the dose?
Spanky Loco bien Conejo making all this shit unfold
This death notes, they getting hazardous dawg
Ese musica asesina stay possessing my thoughts
Say what you want, I got 'im loc'd in the zone
Ese late night sipping he got served on the phone
The smell of sane dawg, like the potent ganja
Decapitate your corpse, they'll never find ya
Astound ya, how he so profound
Intoxicated off the dust gripping cold for ah pound
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