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Conejo - Conejo and Capone lyrics
f/ Capone * * this is not the same Capone from the group Capone-N-Noreaga (CNN) [Conejo] What's up Capone [Capone] What's up Conejo [Conejo] You ready to ride homey [Capone] Let's ride [Conejo] Alright [Conejo] Gangster gangster, third and second generations Stroll the boulevard to let you know who's really hard Homies in the back got the straps on deck Putting bitch ass vatos in fucking check Numerous arrests, Conejo stay loyal When it extends to death, we put the Bibles in the soil Arsonals expand, vatos drop for cover Put my finger on the trigger, let the automatic stutter Home invasion, I extort narcotics I intimidate the witness till they relocate his ass Assault with a deadly weapon Enemigas, they get shot cuz they kept on slipping Thus far, these untraditional tactics Methaphetamine and some tar for the neighborhood addicts Case load, probation and parole Disrupted groups were to wicked to control [Chorus: Conejo] Conejo and Capone got this gangster shit Fully automatic with some extra clips Vatos they get shot, juras they get shot Come in to the area where the guerra never stop Conejo and Capone got this gangster shit Fully automatic with some extra clips Bitches they get shot, haters they get shot Come in to the area where the guerra never stop [Capone] This gangster shit little homey, fuck the whole game up Only some real chingones can make our shit blow up We coming out the cut, fucking vatos up Lyrics tight like virgin pussy, games dirty like a slut You can't fuck with these locote night stalkers Pistolwhip the talkers, put the bodies in footlockers Trip, you get damaged, hate, you get played Diss us on your record and your clicka gets a hade Conejo and Capone keeps em slipping on ice Tag-teaming on you levas so you catch drama twice We on some pitbull status out for blood and respect When the gun smoke clears the scene, jura lights on the set Latino Jam blockers on the crimescene like none Vatos got their bocas bumping, get traumatized like nuns Fucking with this hook-up from Texas to West Los Put em in the dirt and make the dust from their juesos [Chorus] [Conejo] From CY to CDC, if we're ever incarserated Seperated by the streets, but by the system always hated Indicted, robbery and arson, distribution of narcotics is the major league Enemensely, disciplinary, broken windows that needed to be fixed Gaining status, there was strength in numbers Knifes changed in bottoms, let's rush these vatos Gang fights, everyday and everynight Everybody get involved, somebody gotta die Gangsters wanna ride, West Los, Southside Keep it real for my perros doing time That's on my jefa, I stay heated Act a fool little homey, and ese been misleaded To some vatos that'll dig your grave And wait to kill you till the order's been gave [Chorus] [Conejo] We got this gangster shit homey, que no [Capone] That's right, Capone and Conejo the hook-up [Conejo] That's right homeboy, that's the way it's going down Motherfuckers get wacked on the motherfucking calles I ain't no joke ese I'll pistolwhip your motherfucking hyna and your jefa ese Fuck that homeboy |
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