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Текст песни Conejo - Conejo

Conejo - Conejo слова песни

Sun down, and the months of bottomHe`s a homey from my barrio, I knew everything about himHe always knew the horasHis own little reasons why his barrio controlaMi respecto for this firme camaradaDown for the cause que nunca se acabadaLos Angeles, la area dos treceEnemigas get shot up and everyday is a lessonWell little did he know of what was to comeUnaware he was destined to get shot with a gunConsequences for roaming in the streetsAnd Russian Roulette when you want to play for keepsIs it really how they say cuz it happens all the timeAt the wrong place, ese at the wrong timeThat`s how it`s going down, the times have changedNo one knew who did it and the reason wasn`t strange[Chorus]Conejo you better watch your backCuz these vatos out to get you and stab you in the backOn the serio, ese can`t even sleepCuz before I really knew it I was in too deepI see life but time`s running outI summon the demons but only I can see themMy assistants in the journey I must takeExpect the unexpected is what I awaitThen I teleport myself like a thought from my headInto his mind to find out what happenedMy diabolic status ese lead me to the killerHe seen my homeboy slipping so he had to pull the triggerThis vato used gloves, this vato used a maskHe shot him in the chest, no one heard the blastThen back to his barrio, a jale well doneGot rid of his ropa and buried his gunI got to escape, my time is also running outMe tengo que pelar, homeboy a cedarSo perro, you know me better than thatI`m a straight malion and the hache`s where it`s at[Chorus]I embark on the voyage I must takeI put on my armor, ese fortify the baseAnd in case I weren`t to come backBeen an oso peligroso, automatic with attackHe knows that I`m coming, he knows who I amFrom the murders of his homies other times in the pastMentally I was ready for the rideAnd ready for destruction ese high in the skyLike a vulture, ese my Aztec cultureMy devilish attempts to impose some tortureMy instrument of death, I show no remorseI got out the car and entered with forceI was quicker on the draw, this vato has to payInbetween the eyes and inbetween the legsMy mission`s accomplished, the vato got taxedEnemigas out to get me, until then I relax[Chorus]

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