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Conejo

Let`s Go Rhyme for Rhyme

  chicano rap  latin rap  west coast rap  mexican rap  rap
466 3 часа назад

Текст песни Conejo - Let`s Go Rhyme for Rhyme

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Check 1-2, check 1-2 homieWe got Conejo up in this cantonThat`s right homieThat`s the way it`s going down perroCheck it out, right about nowI`ma start snuffing vatos on the spotSee these vatos going around townTalking about Conejo ain`t worthy of holding a microphoneAh, you fucked up perroSerio, I`m coming to get youYou and your whole motherfucking clickaKnock you out the boxLet`s go rhyme for rhyme, what you gotI got a sixteen bar bullet that`ll knock you out the boxYou got beef, you cell soldierI took the money off your books and mentally I broke yaCaught the change to a big yardEse waiting for my clavo ese waiting for my bone yardGotta get that, make some feriaGot the homies on the tira homie slanging this loqueraCare package that was filled to the rimGot a bitch out there that`s good for hustle and sinChecking in, saying `baby what you need?`I know this baller just paroled watch her fuck him for his greenThey shoot it, money order and some flicksGet a close up shot of the nipples and the clitI like `em slutty, so keep your lady in the safeCuz if she wanna skeez, second time I won`t wasteProgram that, so I can bring itIt`s in my nature, so I ain`t gotta think itI`ma sink it, like a battleshipI`ma gank for the bank like an old school convictI stay loyal to the code while you start dry snitchingI cook dope for the fiends in Casper`s kitchenGot some high tech inmates in my carGate money in hand, bullet wounds and scarsNo more weight house, it`s all about calastheticsGot a kite from the calles, certain vatos gotta get itBroke him off, but he won`t PC upHe`s a lifer with a jacket, he was down as fuckIt`s like damn doggie, aren`t we allLocked down in a cell thinking of ways to ballOn call, torpedo with a gunI was waiting at the gate cuz you know I`m on oneI`m bad news, I`ll beat the shit out your assWith ten camaradas selling coca and grassYou ain`t got no status so how you wanna ballI`m a jailhouse lawyer and I tax them allDisrupt my business and you`re at my disposalGot priors, put in work, I`m a riderGet your cap peeled, you`re a witness in a caseYou get a greenlight, you`re a target for deathBig homies slanging ink, you get tatted for lifePut your varrio on your chest, you get married to crimeDo your time up in gladiator schoolI got my cora up in elementary schoolSo if a tear comes down the side of my faceThen you know I`m about to murder ese up in this placeLa esquina, for all times carnalAnybody backstab me, snuff `em out carnalCheck it outI got my homeboy China WhiteThat`s rightI got my perro BanditWhat you vatos wanna doAnd like I said beforeLet`s go rhyme for rhyme eseWhat you got

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