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Thursday, October 18, 2012

LYRICS Charlie Row Campo - On Our Team (ft. Chino Grande, Fiesty 2 Guns and Nikki Diaz)

Nikki Diaz (Chorus):
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

Chino Grande (Verse 1)
:
I Get Sick With It Dog
I Been Known As Problem
From Whittier To Watts
Lit Pedazos From The Shotgun
Hand Keep It Steady
Bare With Me Like A Teddy
If I Smash In A Chevy
See The Glock It Ain't Friendly
I'm A California Hot Boy
Bout To Make A Pop Noise
13 Reasons
Why I Shot Ya Like A Steroid
Side Of The Pacific
With Some 30 Odd Sick Shit
A-R Fit To Leave You Twisted
By The Brick Split
Hardcore Knucklehead
Slanging Out The Moped
Sippin' Out The Bottle
Tequila So-So Moët
Dickie's On Some House Shoes
58 - 32s
Call Me Screwed Up
In The Head Like The South Do
Girly's Hit The Block
They Be Talking bout
Oh No - So Many Of Em
I'm A Bounce Em Like A Pogo
See I'm A Gutter Man
Go & Find Another Plan
This About The Realist Shit
That You Will Never Hear Again

Nikki Diaz (Chorus)
:
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

Fiesty 2 Guns (Verse 2)
:
On Our Team We On Top
Cause We Winnin'
And Those That Think We Over
Dog We Barely Beginnin'
All Bare Witness
The Birth Of A Legacy
You Haters Keep On Talkin'
While I'm Sippin' On This Hennessy
Put Our Toast Up
Our Camp Out Selling Em
We Treat Em Like Shots
Dog We Straight Out Pounding Em
Undisputed Heavy Weight Champions
And Those That Wanna Boast
Step & Get Their Asses Handed To Em
I'm Being Straight Out
All You Vatos Played Out
How You Gonna Mash
To Camp That'll Take You Out
Verbally Abuse You
We're Family Of Assassins
Through The Scope One Shot
While I'm With A Bad Bitch
I Smoke Heat - Push Dope
It Ain't A Thang To Me
I Work With Real Killers
Rap Bitches Ain't The Same As Me
We In Our Own League
Homie Cause We Flawless
Fuck Everybody
No Snake Could Just Stop Us

Nikki Diaz (Chorus)
:
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

On Our Team

Uh-Uh - On Our Team
You Keep On Begging To Be On Our Team
But You Will Never Be On Our Team
Uh-Uh Oh No - On Our Team
I Know You Wishin' You Were On Our Team
You Keep On Begging To Be On Our Team
But You Will Never Be On Our Team

Nikki Diaz (Chorus)
:
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
We Steady Reppin' For Our Block
You See Stunning Everywhere With Me
Steadily They Wishing They Were On Our Team
If You Say You Down In These West Coast Streets
See We Put It Down For The Real OG's
You Gotta Understand You Need A Master Plan
To Go Up Against My Fam.
I Know You Sit There Wishing You Were On Our Team

My Team

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

LYRICS Conejo - Bitch Ass Rappers



Intro:
Fake Ass Bitches
Who The Fuck On Your Team Am I Suppose To Be Afraid Of?
I Ain't Afraid Of Nobody
Muthafuckas Already Know There's Gon Be
Some AK-47's Popping At Your Heads
When We Come In Contact
Fuck Hi-Power
Fuck Slow Pain
J Loons Pass Me My Shit
Trying To Roll Up On These Fools
Lets Roll

Verse 1
:
To Them Soldier Ink Bitches
Desert Eagles Get With You
Ese Rocking Up Birds
And Got The Money To Hit You
Something Wicked
About The Way I Flow
Cause When I Come To Your Town
All You Fools Lay Low
Smoke A Zone To The Neck
Of That Chronic Bro.
Ese The Way I Flip P's
Stay Stuck In Your Skull
Cause I'm A Fool
Holding A Murdering Tool
Ese Big Dick Rabbit
Make Your Wifey Drool
I'm A Dope Fiend Killer
Cause My Tar Un-Cut
Ese Put Your Ass Out
Like A Cigarette Butt
Cause I'm A Nut
And I Ain't Giving A Fuck
I'll Smash On Your Crew
Like A Monster Truck
Got Skills
And These Warfare Drills
Ese 3-6-5
I'm The Realest For Real
You Wanna Diss?
You Must Be Joking
Ese Jaws Get Broken
Some Of Them We Smoke Em

Chorus
:
These Bitch Ass Rappers
On The Streets Emerge
But The G's Know My Words
Worth A 100 Birds
I'm A Suicide Bombing
Dog Waiting To Happen
Ese L.A. Down To Back Me
Body Bag Em And Stack Em
I'm A National
Security - Threat
Ese They Close All Borders
When I Come In Your Sect.
Cause I'm A Vet
And I Don't Bang On The Net
I Spit Hallow Tips
And Never Break A Sweat

Verse 2
:
I'll Fucken Stab Em In The Face
With A Rambo Knife
Ese Mr. Sand Nigger
O - It's On Tonite
Get It Right Fool
You Never Been To Hell
Cause Venom From The H
Never Seen You There
Packed Jails
Parole Hold No Bail
Ese Doing Big Things
Getting Dope In Mail
I Rock Mic's
Out Glass Make Ice
You A Played Out G
With Your Burned Out Nikes
I'm From Harpys
And 2-5's The Block
Ese We 3 MC's
On The Streets We G's
Homie Please
With All That Blvd. Knights
I'll Get You Where You Be
I'll Just Shoot Em Kite
And It's Done
And It Cost Me None
The Streets Got My Back
So They Murder For Fun
1-On-1
Should Of Showed You This
Homie Bust At A Fool
Disrespecting Your Shit

Chorus
:
These Bitch Ass Rappers
On The Streets Emerge
But The G's Know My Words
Worth A 100 Birds
I'm A Suicide Bombing
Dog Waiting To Happen
Ese L.A. Down To Back Me
Body Bag Em And Stack Em
I'm A National
Security - Threat
Ese They Close All Borders
When I Come In Your Sect.
Cause I'm A Vet
And I Don't Bang On The Net
I Spit Hallow Tips
And Never Break A Sweat

Verse 3
:
I Bought A Quarter Bird
And Hit The Curb
Ese That Graveyard Shift
Was The Time To Serve
And Now I Got A Half
16 For The Whole
The Dope Spot Cracking
Base Heads Came Home
Loc'd Out Don't Phase Me
And His Boy Get Stomped
Lil Savage A Bitch
I Stay Pushing That Rock
C - O - N Kill And Robb
C - O - N Be The Boss
And When I Bring The Violence
All The Streets Applaud
The System's Knocking
That Venom Tape
A 213 G
Them Other Fools Be Fake
And Its Plain To See
That You Ain't High Powered
Minimum Security
Thats A Crew Full Of Cowards
And Criminals Weak
He Better Shut His Beak
Unload A 47
On The Drivers Seat
Of His Bucket
Fucken Brains All Over
Cross Your Ass Out
And Spray My Hood On Your Corner

Chorus
:
These Bitch Ass Rappers
On The Streets Emerge
But The G's Know My Words
Worth A 100 Birds
I'm A Suicide Bombing
Dog Waiting To Happen
Ese L.A. Down To Back Me
Body Bag Em And Stack Em
I'm A National
Security - Threat
Ese They Close All Borders
When I Come In Your Sect.
Cause I'm A Vet
And I Don't Bang On The Net
I Spit Hallow Tips
And Never Break A Sweat

Outro
:
Let Me See
Pick Your Muthafucking Shirt Up
Take That Muthafucking Shirt Off Muthafucker
Take That Muthafucking Shirt Off Muthafucker
What The Fuck IS That Ese..
*Gun Shots*

LYRICS King Lil G - I'm Your Enemy ft. Big Swiisha

Verse 1:
I'm Not Your Friend
I'm Your Enemy
Bullet Holes To Those Pretending To Be Friends With Me
I Think Your Girl Is Kinda Feeling Me
I Hit On The First Day
She Said We Had Chemistry
I'm The Type To Start A Fight For Publicity
I Said Fuck Lil Rob
Now Everybody's Listening
The Truth Is
I Don't Have Beef With Em
I'm Feeling The Way He Spitting
That Orale Rhythm
Firme - Hynas
Innocent People Getting Killed In Drive-Bys
Stories About The Streets
Everytime I Rhyme
Real Mexican Hip-Hop
It's About Time
I'ma Bring It To Your Door
God Forgive Me If I'm Wrong
Fucking Bitches With No Condoms On
Amazed The Way I'm Stealing The Throne
I Bet They Saying That I'm Selling My Soul
Killuminati

Big Swiisha (Chorus)
:
From The Streets
Where We Get That
Flip That Work
We Don't Split That Work
Mob Around With G's On My Side
Hoes In My Ride
Talk Yo Shit
But Yo Shit Don't Hurt Me
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout

Verse 2
:
I'm The Muthafucking Truth
Executing Rappers
In The Microphone Booth
Who Gives A Fuck If Capone-E Is a Pakistan
You Need To Realize
He Helped Alot Of Mexicans
Respect
I Don't Care About His Rap Skills
I'm Paying Homage
I'm Just Keeping It Mad Real
He Paved The Way For The Future
Lil G - King Enemy
I Salute Ya
I'm The Voice OF The Immigrants
Voice Of The Innocent Independent Mexicans
Lil G - Munee Boy - Big Swiisha
Young Dopey We Still Riding With Ya
My Team Is Getting Strong
Hit The Weed From The Bong
Kush Smoke In The West Coast
I Had A Dream About Last Night
Double 9 - Big Downer
In The Fast Life

Big Swiisha (Chorus)
:
From The Streets
Where We Get That
Flip That Work
We Don't Split That Work
Mob Around With G's On My Side
Hoes In My Ride
Talk Yo Shit
But Yo Shit Don't Hurt Me
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout
Oh We Getting Money
Ain't Shit Funny
So Fuck What You're Talking bout

So Fuck What You're Talking bout

So Fuck What You're Talking bout

LYRICS Proper Dos - A True Love Story

Chorus:
Love Between And Boy & Girl
That's Bullshit
But Love Between Man & Money
Now That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go To Jail
And That Bitch Won't Even Write
But My Money Gets Me Out
And In The Pussy That Same Night

Verse 1
:
I Love You Baby
Words Just Can't Describe
It's Real
I Feel Like You Keep Me Alive
Yeah You Keep Me Fed
I Could Be Broke
But You Keep Me
On Those Triple Gold Spokes Instead
Beatin' Up The Avenue
It's Some Shit Brand New
Thanks To Who? You
Yeah You Really Pull Me Through
Cuz When That Bitch Was Gone
It Seemed No Body Cared
You Were There With Appeal
I Feel Like A Millionaire
Then You Left Me One Day
Cuz I Started Slackin
Got My Lazy Ass Up
Then You Started Stackin
Once Again We're Back Together
Like If You Were My Girl
Me And You - One On One
Against The World
The Only Ones I Put Before You
Is My Mom And Son Joe
But Other Than That
You're My Number One Hoe
And I Promise You Baby
That I'll Never Be Lazy
Cuz If You Leave Me Again
I Go Crazy

Chorus
:
Love Between And Boy & Girl
That's Bullshit
But Love Between Man & Money
Now That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go To Jail
And That Bitch Won't Even Write
But My Money Gets Me Out
And In The Pussy That Same Night
Love Between And Boy & Girl
Its Bullshit
It's All About The Chips In This World
And That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go On Tour
And She Could Fuck Your Best Friend
But My Money Gots My Back
Til The Very Muthafuckin End

Verse 2
:
You're Not The Average Mate
And We Got That Kind Of Love
To Make The World Playa Hate
Everytime I Take You Out
I See Everybody Watch Ya
They Say You Can't Buy Love
They Mad Cuz They Ain't Gotcha
You Did More For Me
Then Anybody I Know
Always Waitin' On The Side
Of The Stage After Every Show
Then We Hit The Mo Mo
We're Not Alone Its True
But You Know What?
I Don't Love Her
The Way I Love You
Cuz She Could Fuck My Best Friend
As Soon As I Turn My Back
And She Could Take You From Me
Call Herself The Mack
And She Could Bitch & Complain
Talk Shit & Lie
While You Don't Say A Word
You Just Kick It & Multiply

Chorus
:
Love Between And Boy & Girl
That's Bullshit
But Love Between Man & Money
Now That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go To Jail
And That Bitch Won't Even Write
But My Money Gets Me Out
And In The Pussy That Same Night
Love Between And Boy & Girl
Its Bullshit
It's All About The Chips In This World
And That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go On Tour
And She Could Fuck Your Best Friend
But My Money Gots My Back
Til The Very Muthafuckin End

Interlude
:
But My Money Gots My Back
Til The Very Muthafuckin End
But My Money Gots My Back
Til The Very Muthafuckin End

Verse 3
:
I Know A Gang Of Homies
Left You For Their Bitch
But You're Mine Forever
And Forever I'll Be Rich
As Long As I'm Focused
And Don't Let These Haters Bug Me
I Know You'll Keep My Bank Account
Lookin' Something Lovely
And That's How It Should Be
I Knew It Would Be
But Back When I Was Broke
I Really Wish It Could Be
And Ever Since You Hooked Me Up
That Very First Night
I Knew Right Then
That It Was Love At First Sight
Cuz When Those Crooked Cops
Threw My Ass In Jail
You Were There To Keep Me Warm
In The Form Of Bail
And I Knew Right Then
That We Were Hitched For Life
Because It's You I Adore
Even Put You Before A Wife
And That's A True Love Story
If There Is One Ever Told
Not About A Bitch Who Hold You Down
But Money That I Hold
And I Can't Take You With Me
When I Go I Know That
But While I'm Here Its Good To Know
That You Got My Back
I Love You

Chorus
:
Love Between And Boy & Girl
That's Bullshit
But Love Between Man & Money
Now That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go To Jail
And That Bitch Won't Even Write
But My Money Gets Me Out
And In The Pussy That Same Night
Love Between And Boy & Girl
Its Bullshit
It's All About The Chips In This World
And That's Legit
Cuz You Can Go On Tour
And She Could Fuck Your Best Friend
But My Money Gots My Back
Til The Very Muthafuckin End

LYRICS Charlie Row Campo - Times Have Changed ft. Jasper Loco, Baby Jokes and Fiesty 2 Guns

Jasper Loco (Intro):
Damn Homie
Shits Changed Out Here Dog
Fo'real

Jasper Loco (Verse 1)
:
Let Me Take You To A Time
Where No Homies Dropped A Dime
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
So It's Trucha On The Grind
Start To Laugh But Then I Cry
But My Tears Are Held Inside
Cuz This Vida It's Been Vicious
Just To Make It
Time To Shine
Ask The Homies In The Var
Feeling Blessed
That's Thanks To God
Just To Make The Paper
Yes The Fedi
Serving With A Job
All The Homies Listen See
It's About The Big One-Three
Keep It Moving
Fuck Polluting
Any Righteous City G
Was The Choice I Chose To Live
Anybody Come And Get The Glesh
Just Stash The Vest
Cuz It's Always Fuck A Pig
On The Calles Everyday
From Skid Row To Mandalay
That's The Bay Up In Vegas
Ask Investors They Don't Play
They Don't Play

Jasper (Chorus)
:
And Yeah I Remember A Time
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
No One's Dropping A Dime
Just To Live Through The Path
I Was Chosen To Take
What Could I Say?
Just A Kid Growing Up In L.A.
But Now My Raza Risin' Up
From A Script To A Cut
Make That Money
Nothing Funny
Be About Making Bucks
Its So Easy To Fall
Off The Track And Get Caught Up
Never That - Thats A Fact
Show Em That We Wised Up

Baby Jokes (Verse 2)
:
I Hit The Block
And I'm Think About Them Old Days
Bombed Out With A Gauge
Till I Caught A Case
But Them Years Pass
And Ese Came Back
Hard As Ever
Baby Jokes On The Front Map
Money's Flippin'
My Mind Is Different
Yeah I Drifted
Cuz These Fools Ain't With The Bizness
Ain't Tripping
Cuz You Fools Ain't Stack My Plate
And All My Real Camaradas
Are Locked Away
It's Kinda Sad
Cuz Every Hood Is Doing Bad
No Dad - Drug Labs
Just Start From Scratch
I'ma Hold On To The Rings
Cuz I Know They Listen
We Blood Of Kings
Best Believe That

Jasper (Chorus)
:
And Yeah I Remember A Time
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
No One's Dropping A Dime
Just To Live Through The Path
I Was Chosen To Take
What Could I Say?
Just A Kid Growing Up In L.A.
But Now My Raza Risin' Up
From A Script To A Cut
Make That Money
Nothing Funny
Be About Making Bucks
Its So Easy To Fall
Off The Track And Get Caught Up
Never That - Thats A Fact
Show Em That We Wised Up

Fiesty 2 Guns (Verse 3)
:
And I Remember
I Use To Bang For My Gang
Prepare To Die For My Gang
You Know I Ride For My Gang
A Twisted Youngster From The Hood
Signed My Life Away In Blood
I'd Give My Life To The Bullet
Being Foolish
Been Misunderstood
I Started Slanging- No Trippin'
I Caught My Foes
When They Slippin'
I Pop This Whole Fucking Clip In
Won't Stop Til Nobody Is Living
There's Drugs From Violence
Got My G Right Stacking A Mileage
Find Me If You Can't
I'm Still Caught Up In This Fucking Fight
And Ain't No Mercy On My Soul
Till I'm Destined To Go
And Where I'm Going Is Inferno
For Me Living So Cold
I Never Knew I'd Live This Long
But I'd Be Ready For War
Dropping Cases By The Dozens
Knock Em All To The Floor
Come On

Jasper (Chorus)
:
And Yeah I Remember A Time
Where The Juras Would Pursue Us
No One's Dropping A Dime
Just To Live Through The Path
I Was Chosen To Take
What Could I Say?
Just A Kid Growing Up In L.A.
But Now My Raza Risin' Up
From A Script To A Cut
Make That Money
Nothing Funny
Be About Making Bucks
Its So Easy To Fall
Off The Track And Get Caught Up
Never That - Thats A Fact
Show Em That We Wised Up

Baby Jokes (Outro)
:
Yeah We Up In The Studio Right Now Dog
Big Jasp, Dave Salas You Know
Gang Of Homies Ain't Here Right Now
Whats Up Chino Gee
I'm Right Here Dog
I'm Still Doing This Shit
Minor From That Cherryville Gang Homie
You Know It Don't Stop Dog
All The Homies Passed Away -You Know
There's Little Kids Lost Up In Here Homie
You Know L.A. - Hollywood - Land Of Dreams
Ain't No Muthafucking Land Of Dreams Right Here Gee

Friday, October 5, 2012

LYRICS Lil Cuete - I Know

Chorus:
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside

Verse 1
:
I'm Cruising In A Regal
With A Desert Eagle
I See This Hyna Jockin
Players Know I'm Stoppin'
I Have To Turn Around
But First I Look Around
I Have To Watch My Back
I Don't Know Where This Bitches Boyfriends At
I Pull Up To Her Side
And I Tell Her Jump In
My Rolas Bumpin'
Know That Something's On My Mind
You're Looking Fine
And You Know It
You Know Your Ass And Titties Look Good
Because You Show 'em
I Wanna Hold 'em
Kiss 'em - Lick 'em
And You Could Suck It
I Love It When The Bitch
Strips In Front Of Me
Girl Don't Be Frontin' Me
Let Me See How Bad You Are
Let Me See How Far
You Could Take It Down Your Throat
Try Not To Choke
You Don't Need To Swallow
But Suck Me Till I'm Hollow
And Then Call Me Up Tomorrow
Oh, I'm Sorry
Did I Take It Too Far?
If You Don't Wanna Fuck
Get The Fuck Up Out My Car

Chorus
:
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside

Verse 2
:
I Love The Girls That Flirt
Look At The Lil Mini-Skirt
That She's Wearin'
I Know She's Lovin' It
When I'm Starin'
I Got My Eyes On Her
Her Eyes On Me
I Guarantee Later On We'll Be
Fucking In Between The Sheets
I Know You Feel The Same Way Too
Your Boyfriend Don't Have To
Know What We Do
As Long As No Finds Out
And Goes Out & Runs Their Mouth
About Me And You
We Can Do What We Do
Whenever You Want To
Call Me On The Phone
I'll Show Up Alone
Ready To Bone
Making You Moan
I'll Take Off Your Clothes
And We're Both Getting Ours
While We're Bumpin My Flows
Nobody Knows
Like A Big Secret
And That's The Way I Wanna Keep It
Just Between Me And You
You And Me
Will Know What We Do
So Stop Acting
Like You Don't Want To
I Know You Want To

Chorus
:
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside

Verse 3
:
You Know I'm Not The Type Of Guy
To Sit Around
And Watch You Lie
Know That I'm The Type Of Guy
I'll Fuck You
And Go Smoke A Dime
I'll Never Waste No Time
On A Bitch That Can't
Make Up Her Mind
It's Now Or Never
So Make Your Choice
I Know You Like My Voice
When You Hear My Tongue Flip
Picture Me
Doing It On Your Clit
Or Picture Me
Rubbing It With My Dick
Any Way You Like It
I'll Give It To You Quick
Let Me See Your Tits
Put Your Nipple To My Lips
I'll Kiss Your Whole Body
When We're Acting Naughty
I Love To See Your Body
On Top Of My Body
Smoking On Some Yeska
While We're Drinking Bacardi
When Your Man Gets You Mad
Call Me Up And We'll Party
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside

Chorus
:
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside
I Know You Feel
The Same Way Too
And I Know You Feel
The Same As I Do
So Let's Put All This
Bullshit Aside
Spread Them Legs
And Let Me Inside

Outro
:
Ha-Ha
Once Again
Lil Peter Cuete
Let's Put All The Bullshit Aside Mija
You Got What I Want
And I Got What You Want
So Remember That

Put The Bullshit Aside

Let's Get Down To Business
And I'm Gone

LYRICS Conejo - West Side Harpy

Intro:
You Already Know Who This Is
With Some West Side Mobster Shit Homie
Right Along Side The Pacific Ocean
Notorious Enemy #1
Man, Lets Get To It

Verse 1
:
I'm A West Side Harpy
Out To Robb Fort Knox
I'm The Enemy Link
From These South Side Blocks
I'm A Cruel Regulator
Fiends Love My Rock
And The Coke Make Me Feel
Like A Hennessy Shot
Then I Choke Bitches Out
Like A Violent Porno
Time And Space Re-Arranged
It's A Fucken Inferno
Trying To Blast Me Up
Must Be Out Your Mind
Diabolic Sacrifice
When These Bullets Take Flight
That's Why I Don't Stroll
Ese With Out My Tech
I Got My Heat
Winter Can't Be Felt
And This Be The Place
Where The Junkies Go
To Shoot That Shit
They Call Heroin Dope
It's Where The Devils Play
These Fucken Beats
Analog Masterpiece
Atoms Split Deceased
I Dosed Myself
It Was A Perfect Storm
Then I Gangster Muthafuckers
Out The Game Homeboy
Take Note G
I Serenade The Dead
With My P-Knuckle Players
Drugs All In They Head
No Repentance Dog
Another Day In Hell
Kiss Tomorrow Good Bye
Big Shot Jump Bail

Interlude
:
Some Smooth Pimp Shit
West Coast - You Know
That West Side Harpy Shit Homeboy
You Feel Me
This Some Real Shit Right Here

Verse 2
:
Call Me A Harpy
Blood Stained The Walls
It All Started Out
Up In Juvenile Hall
Midnight G
Rest A Sure I'm Plotting
As Soon As I Wake
Enemies I'm Dropping
L.A. Be My Home
And It's Required To Kill
It's A Hazard Muthafucker
Trying Test My Skill
You Bitches Playing The Role
About To Bring You Doom
Enemigas Get Hit
With A Gigant Harpoon
It's Family Business
Shoot Up Your Funeral
Ese I'm The General
That Say Shoot Them Boys
Rottweilers
You Feel The Mobster Rhymes
Ese I'm The Grand Chef
White And Soda Combined
You Wanna Play With Guns
Then Go Ahead
C-O-N Hitmen
From The Harpys Gang
I Breed Trouble
They Say The Boss A Monster
Two Five - D.E.
Vatos Know The Roster
Off The Block
Notorious Enemy
Ese Outside The Law
Like The Flick White Heat
Soy Trukos
Young Rabbs Capone
Ese Cold Blooded Hits
Contraband In The Zone

Outro
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Yeah..
You Bitches Already Know Whats Up
With These G Muthafuckas Right Here
It's That HPS Dead End Wild Bunch