LYRICS Conejo - Carnival of Souls

Intro:
*Sniff*
Ese I Could Run This Shit
Yeah
Aye Bandit
Custom-Made Me Some Shit Homie
Yeah Like That
Muthafuckas Wanna Know Where I'm At
I'm At The Muthafuckin' Carnival Of Souls
Where They Flow So Cold
Shout Out To All The Homies In The Feds
Coming Out With More Connections

Verse 1:
Newspaper Clippings
A Jailhouse Sticking
Slutty Ass Bitches
On The Corner Tricking
And I'm Stuck
In Spiral Of Violence
Gang Habits / Re-Enforced
By The Prison Silence
Making Profits
They Wanna Us Back In Jail
On Arms Violations
And Narcotic Sales
Its Kill Or Be Killed
I Polish The Steal
Independent Right Now
Fuck Signing A Deal
Cause I'm C.E.O.
Of That Notorious Label
So Everything I Drop
Is Guaranteed To Be Fatal
Like A Chinese Made
Ak-47
Friday Night Frontline
Smoking Vatos Thats Telling
So Hurry - Hurry
Step Right Up
To The Greatest Show
On The Fucken Block
From The Gang Capitol
Where Everyone's A Dealer
And The Mayor Of The City
Want Me Sent Up The River

Chorus:
You At The Carnival Of Souls
Where They Flow So Cold
Ese G Muthafuckers
Got The Dope Game Sowed
They Carry Out The Shootings
Ain't You Seen The Report?
Suspect AWOL
Out The Criminal Courts
And Now He On The Streets
With The Hardest Beats
His Boy Had His Back
Just In Case There Was Heat
Retaliation
On A Fucken Hater
I'm At The Carnival Of Souls
Like An L.A. Raider

Verse 2:
Spit Fire
Like A Fucken Dragon
The Shits Metaphoric
For The Way I'm Banging
My Poison Pen
Removes You Clown
Hollow Tip Filled Clips
Homie Raised In Your Town
Out Of Towners Wanna Front
But L.A. Will Rob You
Lowrider Switch Lanes
Then Nobody Saw You
Vatos Got You
I Heard They Torture Alot
Then Them Suicidal Thoughts
Were Followed By Shots
Mug Shots
At Southwest Division
Bullets From A Sig.
On A Walk By Mission
They Say I've Risen
And That I'm 100 Proof
I Smoke Trees With The G's
Then I Jump In The Booth
Then Sentence You
To Shots In The Face
Got Some Low Key Killers
Creep Low To Your Place
The Haters Looking
This How Your Life Gets Tooken
Its The Same Muthafuckers
On The Block Dope Pushing

Chorus:
You At The Carnival Of Souls
Where They Flow So Cold
Ese G Muthafuckers
Got The Dope Game Sowed
They Carry Out The Shootings
Ain't You Seen The Report?
Suspect AWOL
Out The Criminal Courts
And Now He On The Streets
With The Hardest Beats
His Boy Had His Back
Just In Case There Was Heat
Retaliation
On A Fucken Hater
I'm At The Carnival Of Souls
Like An L.A. Raider

Verse 3:
I Get These Rocks Off
Like A 100 Grams
Expanding My Chips
And I'm Arming My Gang
G'Rabb Corleone
Ese Hold The Throne
Ese Married To The Block
And Thats For Better Or Worst
I'm Your Worst Nightmare
You Wake Up And You Scream
In A Puddle Of Blood
Like The Devils Been Seen
Paranoia
I Rolled In Like The Fog
Ese Loaded Off The Drugs
I'm Underworld Don
I Got This
I'll The Tear The Bitch Out The Frame
Then A Lp Delivered
To The Rest Of The Game
I Get Doe Holmes
And My Guns Is Barking
My Pit Named Osama
Through The Block Im Walking
Known Fact
That My Rap Sheet Long
Violent Crimes / Flipping Bricks
Whipping Yay And Its On
This Home
Of The Chrome To Your Dome
Muthafucker Stay Vested
Gucci Store On The Phone

Chorus:
You At The Carnival Of Souls
Where They Flow So Cold
Ese G Muthafuckers
Got The Dope Game Sowed
They Carry Out The Shootings
Ain't You Seen The Report?
Suspect AWOL
Out The Criminal Courts
And Now He On The Streets
With The Hardest Beats
His Boy Had His Back
Just In Case There Was Heat
Retaliation
On A Fucken Hater
I'm At The Carnival Of Souls
Like An L.A. Raider

LYRICS Conejo - We've Been Pushed Too Far (ft. Bugsy 2 Guns)

Verse 1:

As The End Begins

Illuminatis They Win

All You Blind Muthafuckers

You Ain't Ready For This

This The Axis Of Evil

Don't Let The Doja Deceive You

Most Wanted - Antichrist

Was Only A Preview

I Hopped Out The Jet

With A Price On My Head

But I Ain't Give A Damn

I Shot Back At They Ass

I'm Strictly Business

Like EPMD

So What You Saying Muthafucker

That The Odds Against Me

The Last Laugh Mine

I Watch You Step On Mine

Hybrid Rappers

Half Man / Half Crime

Death Bringers

Heir To A Sinister Cult

Ese Jump Your Ass In

Have You Repping The Coast

With A 4-5 Colt

I'm A Fugitive Ghost

I Drag Em And Bag Em

Body Bagging Your Folks

To These Lames In The Game

I'm Like Jesse James

Old West Killafornia

SUR - Playing No Games

Chorus:

Cause We've Been Pushed Too Far

Our People Poverty Striken

But The Only Thing Certain

Is We Flipping Them Chickens

And We In Cars

Twirling Chronic Cigars

Rimmed Up - G'd Up

We In The Hood Like Stars

We've Been Pushed Too Far

By The Fucken System

They Take Away Our Rights

Deportation And Prison

Thats Why We Driven

To Get It Like We Should

Stack Cheddar Any Weather

Smoke That Purple Kush

Verse 2:

So Listen When I Tell You Boy

You Gots To Chill

Cause Homies From The Ache (H)

Fucken Wack You For Real

They Maniacs In Tanks

Ese Taming The Town

I'm A Seed Of a Demon

With That West Side Crown

My Child Hood Trauma

Being Hungry - I'm Starving

Shit Gets To My Head

So I'm Robbing And Mobbing

The Shit Is Ill Though

Because It's Real Though

Ancient Peers / Modern Foes

All Get Shots To The Dome

When I Explode On A Track

I Said My Patience Is Up

Ese Whoop Bill O'Reilly

Sock His White Ass Up

It's Cocaine

And Thats The Magic Word

Ese Muthafuckers Hear It

And It Open Up Doors

G'Rabbs

The Whole Bank On The Floor

Ese Empty Out A Safe

And Celebrate With Some Whores

You Wanted More

Then Don't Trip I Got You

Castro About To Bust

Got This Game On Lock Fool

Chorus:

We've Been Pushed Too Far

Our People Poverty Striken

But The Only Thing Certain

Is We Flipping Them Chickens

And We In Cars

Twirling Chronic Cigars

Rimmed Up - G'd Up

We In The Hood Like Stars

We've Been Pushed Too Far

By The Fucken System

They Take Away Our Rights

Deportation And Prison

Thats Why We Driven

To Get It Like We Should

Stack Cheddar Any Weather

Smoke That Purple Kush

Bugsy 2 Guns (Verse 3):

See These Fallen Angels

Ain't Left Earth Yet

So It May Seem A Virgin Mother

Ain't Gave Birth Yet

We Keep Dying

What Are They Concerned With?

The Devil Manifest

Cause The Soul Burn Quick

Criminal Minded Like KRS & Scott LaRock

Fuck The System

Fuck The Government

Fuck The Cops

It's A War Out There

Who Runnin' Witcha?

Keep Em Strong

Like Prescott Bush Funding Hitler

Guns Come And Get Ya

Can't Fuck With The Scriptures

Castro De La Coca

This A Lyricist Lanch

Gotta Act Not React

Fuck A 47 National Security Act

It's LA Where They Buried Us At

How They Ain't Prepared To Kill?

But They Carry A Strap

How Foolish Is That

They Kill And Forgave Em They Rap

From The City Homie

We Don't Lean Like That

We Ghost Vatos Round Here

Ain't Seem Like That

Chorus:

We've Been Pushed Too Far

Our People Poverty Striken

But The Only Thing Certain

Is We Flipping Them Chickens

And We In Cars

Twirling Chronic Cigars

Rimmed Up - G'd Up

We In The Hood Like Stars

We've Been Pushed Too Far

By The Fucken System

They Take Away Our Rights

Deportation And Prison

Thats Why We Driven

To Get It Like We Should

Stack Cheddar Any Weather

Smoke That Purple Kush

Outro:

Yeah Fuck That

Fuck The System

Fuck The Government

Fuck The Cops

Smoke All Them Bitch Ass Vatos

That Ain't Down With The Movement

Been Pushed Too Far

Que No Conejo?

That Right Perro

Fuck That

LOS ANGELES

Conejo - Los Angeles Times (2009)

PW, if any: Nava86

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LYRICS Conejo - States Waiting For Me (ft. Bugsy 2 Guns)

Intro:

Damn

It's The Muthafucking Pigs

Man Fuck The LAPD Homie

Fuck

Let's Kill These Muthafuckers Homie

Got The Fucking AK's In The Trunk

That's Them 25 Bars Homie

Aye Foo

Let's Get This Paper Dog

(Put Your Hands Up)

Man Fuck This Fool

Let's Do This Shit

This Car Ain't Got No Plates Anyways Homie

Man I'm With You Homie Let's Handle

Let's Fucking Get Off & Fucking Smoke These Fools

Let's Do This Shit Fool

Verse 1:

On My Way To The Pen

It's Called Entrapment

Undercovers In A Lo Lo

Ese Go Through Blasting

The Killing Drastic

They Yelled Out My Hood

Now The Rivals Wanna Get Us

Cause There Boy Was Hood

That's Where I Stood

On This Conspiracy Issue

My Strap Is My Bitch

And My Bitch Wanna Kiss You

No One Will Miss You

Is How The Enemy Thinking

It's Like Quick Fucken Sand

And These Vatos Be Sinking

Clocks Ticking

60 Seconds Is Left

Before The Swat Team Come

And Start Bluffing With Threats

Smell The Wet Cigarette

From The Scene I Just Jetted

Ese To A Safe House

The Location Embedded

When I Read It

I Couldn't Fucken Believe It

Them J. Edgar Hoovers

Said That I Was Receiving

It's Not Misleading

Cause My Pockets Ain't Bleeding

Put A End To The Drought

Got My Customers Fiending

Chorus:

The States Waiting For Me

They Got A Bed With My Name

But To Them I'm Just A Number

And The Cell Is My Cage

Till End Of Days

They Wanna Keep Me There

Somewhere Lost In The System

Wanna Lose Me There

The States Waiting For Me

These Vatos Hating On Me

Ese Trying To Get Me Stretched

Struck Out With 3

Till End Of Days

And My Criminal Ways

Homie Is It Cause I'm Brown

That They Act This Way?

Bugsy 2 Guns (Verse 2):

Ah Yeah No Doubt

They Wanna Do That To Us

Put Us In Cages

Plans For The Youth

Be The Same Shit

Nobody Got A Problem

Letting Go From The Ruger

Caught Friend Of Enemy

Don't Matter They'll Shot Ya

And They'll Laugh Bout It Now

Smoke Bout A Pound

Solid Homies Around

Encase It Gotta Go Down

Ask Spanks

Ask Sporty

Ask Venom

Ain't Finish Building Prisons

But Already Could Feel Em

Los Angeles Worldwide Distributed

In The City Loc

They Wanna Do It How We Do It

Judge Wanna Send Permanent Metal Bracelets

Metal Strap / Heavy

Make Anybody Shape-Shift

Attempts To Hold Us Down

With a Case & Witness

Trying To Have Us Spending Money

Like Coke That Ain't Flipped

Naw That Ain't The Movement

Our Pockets Ain't Bleeding

And Their Plans Are To Take Us To Prison

This Evening

Chorus:

The States Waiting For Me

They Got A Bed With My Name

But To Them I'm Just A Number

And The Cell Is My Cage

Till End Of Days

They Wanna Keep Me There

Somewhere Lost In The System

Wanna Lose Me There

The States Waiting For Me

These Vatos Hating On Me

Ese Trying To Get Me Stretched

Struck Out With 3

Till End Of Days

And My Criminal Ways

Homie Is It Cause I'm Brown

That They Act This Way?

Verse 3:

On My Way To The Pen

Is What My Jefa Said

Mijo Get That In Your Head

Or You'll End Up Dead

They Want You Dead

To Get You Out Of The Way

And There's 33 Prisons

You Could Do All Day

Here What I Say

Just Don't Go Insane

This Lifes Fucked Up

It'll Make You Walk In The Rain

Make You Go Up In Flames

And Play Them Violent Games

With The Gangs From Your City

Cause Them Vatos Ain't Playing

They Killed Your Tio

That's Why His Brother Got Life

Cause He Killed 2 Back

On That Very Same Night

Judge And Jury Was White

Even Though If You Fight

They'll Convict On Your Past

Put Your Head On A Pike

The System Ain't Right

Cause The System Be Like

The Shogun Assassin

They'll Go After The Wife

Then After The Kids

They'll Hand Out Them Bids

To The Real Muthafuckers

Always Handle They Biz.

Chorus:

The States Waiting For Me

They Got A Bed With My Name

But To Them I'm Just A Number

And The Cell Is My Cage

Till End Of Days

They Wanna Keep Me There

Somewhere Lost In The System

Wanna Lose Me There

The States Waiting For Me

These Vatos Hating On Me

Ese Trying To Get Me Stretched

Struck Out With 3

Till End Of Days

And My Criminal Ways

Homie Is It Cause I'm Brown

That They Act This Way?

Outro:

Now A Prison Here Really Is A Small City

It's A City Populated By Felons

And Not Only Convicted Felons

But Really Some Of The Most Serious Offenders

That The State Of California Has To Offer

LYRICS Conejo - Rules Of The Game

Intro:

Yeah - You Know What I'm Saying

Flying High In The Sky Like A Harpys Eagle

Thats Right

Shout Out To The Homeboy Lil Rascal - I Hear You Homie

CM - TM - DKS

Shout To The Homeboy Wicho: All 39st Tokers

Doing This Shit Muerto Fin Style

This Is What The Business Is Homie

Streets Cold

Verse 1:

Homies First Things First

Go And Put In Some Work

G-Ride And Strap

Roam Where Enemies Lurk

Dont Say A Thing Holmes

To A Fucken Soul

So That Them Homicide Detectives

Leads Turn Up Cold

Ese Keep Your Eyes Open

For Retaliation

And Stay With Them Gats

Ain't No Taking Vacations

Gang Injunction

Could Violate Your Probation

With The Eyes Of A Eagle

Cause The Feds On Location

Hold It Down

To The Grave With Me

Ese Bang To The Fullest

From The Halls To The County

And All Up In The State

They'll Release Us Again

But We Got To Get This Paper

Play The Man For The Math

We Stay G'd Up

Brand New Black Cortez

Ese Brand New White T's

Creased Up Pendleton

And Be A Threat

To The Enemy Set

Ese Gang Signs Up

And All You Vatos Get Wet (Leaking Blood)

Chorus:

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules Of The Game

Muthafuckers Caught Slipping

They Get Sprayed With Them K's

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules In L.A.

And The Ones That Apply Them

Are The Ones That Maintain

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules Of The Game

Muthafuckers Testifying

They Get Slugs In The Brains

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules In L.A.

So Ese Watch Your Back

Cause Every Barrio The Same

Verse 2:

Homie Know This

The Fucken Pigs Ain't Your Friends

Ese Get Yourself A Lawyer

And Never Tell Them Shit

Cause They'll Twist Your Words

And Get You Broken Off

Psychology At Work

They Trying To Flush The Block

Hit The System

And Homie Rep The Hood

Ese Roll With The Car

With Them Dodger Blues

That Notorious Crew

Ese Don't It Confused

Muthafucker Half Stepping

Dog Shank That Fool

And Everything You Learn

Put The Homie Up On It

So When He In Jam

He Start Busting Up On It

With That 38 Mag

Snuck Up In The Club

Ese Enemies Was Deep

Till He Dumped In The Club

They Carried One

A Fatal Wound To The Chest

He'll Die In The Car

20 Minutes At Best

This A Turf War

With Semi Auto's On Deck

On Some Life Or Death Shit

Out To Get That Respect

Chorus:

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules Of The Game

Muthafuckers Caught Slipping

They Get Sprayed With Them K's

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules In L.A.

And The Ones That Apply Them

Are The Ones That Maintain

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules Of The Game

Muthafuckers Testifying

They Get Slugs In The Brains

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules In L.A.

So Ese Watch Your Back

Cause Every Barrio The Same

Verse 3:

Police State - Wire Taps

And All That Shit

When The Spot Gets Hot

You Gots To Watch Your Bitch

Cause They'll Flip That Hoe

Make Her Set You Up

Ese All Bitches Rattle

Ese That's Whats Up

Firearm Stay Tucked

Always At Your Waist

Homie Ski Mask On

No Recognizing Your Face

This Rap Is Ammo

So Don't Change That Channel

This The Real High Power

Not That Fucken Camel

I'm The Prime Minister

Of L.A.C. No Doubt

And My Rituals Are Dark

Means I'll Take Em Out

I'm In Control Of Your Mind

Ese Right About Now

So Just Listen To The Lyrics

In Your Chronic Cloud

Cause I Could Show You How

I Could Walk You Through

I Could Hand You Some Straps

I Could Give You Some Clues

"Confrontations

Won Before The Battle"

Its Like Sun Tzu Said

Killers Come Out The Shadows

Chorus:

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules Of The Game

Muthafuckers Caught Slipping

They Get Sprayed With Them K's

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules In L.A.

And The Ones That Apply Them

Are The Ones That Maintain

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules Of The Game

Muthafuckers Testifying

They Get Slugs In The Brains

These Are The Rules Of The Game

The Rules In L.A.

So Ese Watch Your Back

Cause Every Barrio The Same

LYRICS Conejo - Life, Survival And Murder

Intro:

An Adolescent May Hunger

For A Sense Of Power

Especially If That Youngster

Has Few Things In Life

No Money Little Education

A Broken Family

And No Cultural Attachments

To His Community

Analyst Say Teenagers

May Find Power & Fear

Through A Street Gang

(Whats Up Little Homie)

And That is Why Gangs

Are Growing So Rapidly In The United States

(I See You Over There Throwing UP The "H" At All Them Passing Cars)

We Want To Belong

(I See You Over There Hitting Up The Wall)

We Wanna Belong To

Realization Of We're Expected

(What's Up, Wanna Get In The Barrio?)

Where You're Feared

(You Need To be Getting Money Every Year With Us)

Where There's An Opportunity For Mexicans

Verse 1:

My Fam. Came To This Country

For A Better Life

If You Could Call The Slums

A Better Life

For A Man And His Wife

And His Newborn Son

Ese Trouble Was Brewing

His Destiny Was Upon

His Mind Strong

He'll Be A Leader To Some

When He Get To The Stage

Of The Drugs And Guns

We All One

I'm Understanding This

First Time That They Raided

I Was Only Six

It Was 6 In The Morning

Feds At My Door

They Snatched Pops Up

On A Federal Warrant

That's How It Was

For Many Years To Come

Daddy-O - On The Run

It's Like Father Like Son

It Seemed Right

My Race Smuggled The White

And It Felt Like A Gamble

Under Them City Lights

No Strikes

And My Record Was Clean

I Got Jumped In The Hood

So This About To Begin

Chorus:

Ese Life

Survival And Murder

Muthafuckers Selling Dope

On My Neighborhood Corner

Then It's Life

Survival And Murder

Gotta Run Up On His Ass

Muthafuckers A Goner

Ese Life Survival And Murder

C-O-N Getaway

And Dispose Of The Burner

Then It's Life

Survival And Murder

Investigation In The Works

On A Street Gang Murder

Verse 2:

The Survival Of The Fittest

Only Strongest Survive

I Know You Heard This Saying

Fucken All Of The Time

The Temperature Climbed

To A Hellish Inferno

Ese Young Tiny Locos

They Get Busy With Burners

Gotta Watch Em

Guerrilla Warfare

On Some Vietnam Shit

Not For The Hearing Impaired

You Vatos Scared

This Ain't A Place For You

Ese Massacres Take Place

On The Avenue

Then - Them Pigs In Suits

Investigates The Crew

Then Start Pinning Murders

On The Whole Damn Hood

They Instigating

A Gang War Between Us

The Cops Started Dropping

Ain't Nobody Could See Us

The G-O-V.

Ese Gave Em The Go

But We Get Mo ' Doe

Cause We Trafficking Blow

We Stay Low

And Try Not To Get Known

But That's Something Hard To Do

When Politicking The Zone

Chorus:

Ese Life

Survival And Murder

Muthafuckers Selling Dope

On My Neighborhood Corner

Then It's Life

Survival And Murder

Gotta Run Up On His Ass

Muthafuckers A Goner

Ese Life Survival And Murder

C-O-N Getaway

And Dispose Of The Burner

Then It's Life

Survival And Murder

Investigation In The Works

On A Street Gang Murder

Verse 3:

East And West Homeboy

You Know They Pray For My Death

But No Matter How They Came

I Stayed A Step Ahead

I Fed Em Lead

From The Fucken Banger

My Minds On My Hustle

All My Life Been A Slanger

O.D.'d 3 Times

3 Times Came Back

I Performed On Your Block

And Got The Shit Jam Packed

Enemies Cruised By

I Got The Eagles Eye

So I Put The Red Beam

Between The Drivers Eyes

Then I Fucken Celebrated

The Rebirth Of G'Rabbs

Blazed 8 O's

Out The Greenest Smoke Bags

Know That

I'll Put The Strap To Your Face

I'll Put A Whole In Your Head

And Disappear You - No Case

Just A Taste

Of What My Life's Become

The Cops Wanna Kill Me

Cause A G's On The Run

But I Ain't Worried

They Could Show Up At Once

They Want The Bounty On My Head

They Better Bring More Guns

Chorus:

Ese Life

Survival And Murder

Muthafuckers Selling Dope

On My Neighborhood Corner

Then It's Life

Survival And Murder

Gotta Run Up On His Ass

Muthafuckers A Goner

Ese Life Survival And Murder

C-O-N Getaway

And Dispose Of The Burner

Then It's Life

Survival And Murder

Investigation In The Works

On A Street Gang Murder

LYRICS Conejo - A Heartless Record

Intro:

It's The Rabbit

Capitol C-O-N

Muthafucking 36 Zones

Bugsy 2 Guns, Venom

Tattoo Ink / Bank Robbery Gang

Verse 1:

Homie Check One Two

It's That Notorious Crew

Ese All Up In The County

Dog Draped In Blue

And Them West Side Boys

With Them Gang Bandanas

We'll Mash To Your Crib

With Them Clips Banana

Brrrrrrrrt

I Know Them Fools Was Soft

So I Rode Em For A Key

And Some P's Of Chron

You Out Of Bounds Dog

I'm Frontline With Them K's

So In Broad Daylight

I'll Make Your Neighbors Say

Some Hummers Rolled Up

Tinted Windows Went Down

And You Already Know

How The Shit Went Down

It Was Gangster

And Thats Where Ever I'm At

Ese Quick On The Trigger

Is Who The Fuck Is Back

Uzi Fired

On My Caravan

Another Heartless Muthafucker

Out To Kill My Gang

No Looking Back Holmes

Enemies Fall Back

Ese Kill Em While They Sleep

I Put In Work On They Gang

Chorus:

I Leave Em Froze Dog

Cause When I Dump They Slumped

A Dose Of My Shit

It'll Have You Banging For Months

Cocaina

36 In A Key

16 In A P

2 50 Cali. With Me

Meal Tickets

Is What We Out To Get

With Direct Fucken Links

To That Work You Get

You Better Check Fool

Before Your Ass Get Wet

Have Them Semi Automatics

Homie Live On The Set

Verse 2:

I Spit It So Hood

Cause That's My Life

I'm A Heartless Muthafucker

Double X - All White

And I Got That Real

And I Got That Steal

Fito Reyes R.I.P.

Is What Made Me Kill

That's A Black 4-5

On Your Unmarked Banging

I Switch To A Desert.

I'm A Hood Star Hanging

I'm Slanging Though

You Know The Hustle Pays

Get Money 3 Ways

Green - Meth - And Yey

Fed Time Dog

Don't Even Cross My Mind

Just Get More Cake

Then 20 Birthdays Combined

I'm The Angel Of Death

With A Platinum Halo

But I Hang Muthafuckers

Like Saddam - More Fatal

Spot Locked Bitch

Cause I'm On Top With Those Things

I Leave Your Ass Stuck

Signing Over Your Shit

More Clips Holmes

I'm Addressing You Hoes

Ese Big Rabbit Loco

Stop Your Bitch Ass Cold

Chorus:

I Leave Em Froze Dog

Cause When I Dump They Slumped

A Dose Of My Shit

It'll Have You Banging For Months

Cocaina

36 In A Key

16 In A P

2 50 Cali. With Me

Meal Tickets

Is What We Out To Get

With Direct Fucken Links

To That Work You Get

You Better Check Fool

Before Your Ass Get Wet

Have Them Semi Automatics

Homie Live On The Set

Verse 3:

I Sip Lean Fool

Like I'm All In The South

With A Bossed Out Grill

But I Got Dope In My Mouth

I'm That White Stone Flipper

A Shout To The Skipper

Ese Cali Cartel

I'm That White Girl Whipper

So Listen To My Written

It's A Fucken Scripture

That Novocaine Shit

That Motion Picture

It's Auto Biographic

From The City Of Traffic

I'll Run Up On Your Jag

Snatch You Out Car Jack It

I'm Heartless

That Means I'll Piss On The Cops

Plus I Take Over Spots

And I Flood Em With Rocks

It's Lockdown Boy

And It's About To Go Down

Ese New Jack City

When I Come In Your Town

This A Killer From The West

Like Virginia Tech

I Stroll Up On Your Campus

Leave 32 Dead

A Scarface Gunner

Take The Credit For Shooting

It's The Same Narco Terror

On The Mic Executing

Chorus:

I Leave Em Froze Dog

Cause When I Dump They Slumped

A Dose Of My Shit

It'll Have You Banging For Months

Cocaina

36 In A Key

16 In A P

2 50 Cali. With Me

Meal Tickets

Is What We Out To Get

With Direct Fucken Links

To That Work You Get

You Better Check Fool

Before Your Ass Get Wet

Have Them Semi Automatics

Homie Live On The Set

Outro:

This A Heartless Record

Big Weslie / Rest In Peace