Conejo

Conejo - Another Fallen Soldier lyrics

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Ey Conejo what´s up
Ey Pelon what´s up homeboy
Kick some shit for the homie homies rest in peace
I got you dawg
On ah average day, turned ugly as fuck
Ese rivals pop up in them latest trucks
Sig sauers, and them semi autos
Ese vatos got loc'd off that sherm stick bottles
Here's the problem, my boy was pumping gas
With his back to the shooters from the enemy gang
Bang, the last sound he heard
Ese I was up in Chino, when I got word
Another fallen soldier, that's 5 this year
Rosedale cemetery is the proof this real
And maybe they gone, but not forgotten
The city's under siege and the homies is dropping
The feds plotting, politicking no talking
Ese dealers on the block know we hit man walking
RIP, homie rest in peace
Until we meet again I'll be here on the streets
Another fallen solder, lay dead in the streets
I hear their mothers cry why it's gotta be me
Attend thee awake I'm at your burial ground
I pay my respects and I watch you go down
Then life carries on you gotta deal with this shit
Enemies stay dying as I let off ah clip
It never finish, it's like it's personal business
G killer dealer smoke ah federal witness
Excursion limos and Escalades
Ese Bentley El caminos Harley bikes in LA
Anything you could think of on the boulevard
There's tension in the air due to battle scars
The 7 45 led the caravan
Ese parked on the corner we the deepest gang
Bitches heard about the varrio wanna get dicked down
Her baby's daddy´s hating ´bout to check that clown
It was bumper to bumper till they seen the sparks
Then we moved on the caddy like ah pack of sharks
Call it chaos, the fucken sheriffs was coming
Ese shots interchanged hit my boy while he's running
Another fallen soldier I picked ´im up
I put him in the truck but the homie was gone
I closed his eyes I was soaked in his blood
I'ma get ah muthufucker in the memory of
Another fallen solder, lay dead in the streets
I hear their mothers cry why it's gotta be me
Attend thee awake I'm at your burial ground
I pay my respects and I watch you go down
Then life carries on you gotta deal with this shit
Enemies stay dying as I let off ah clip
It never finish, it's like it's personal business
G killer dealer smoke ah federal witness
Strolling 39 to the sports arena
Mashing getting bitches we about to clean up
GTA car jacking LA car shows ah come up
Any click caught slipping know the tokers will run 
up
That's how we done 'em, you in our backyard
Ain't nobody making money but you know we are
Get out your car, we snatched all them chains
The victims got on but they came back with the gauge
We stacking chips, jewelry´s and days
Bitches from all over we got hookers for days
Little homies kept one on the blue beach cruiser
They pulled up on his side to his chest and he died
They got away, but we'll get back at them foo´s
The car show on the news said that Los got them 
foo's
It's time for payback, we gonna miss you dawg
Spray your name on the wall another soldier that´s 
gone
Another fallen solder, lay dead in the streets
I hear their mothers cry why it's gotta be me
Attend thee awake I'm at your burial ground
I pay my respects and I watch you go down
Then life carries on you gotta deal with this shit
Enemies stay dying as I let off ah clip
It never finish, it's like it's personal business
G killer dealer smoke ah federal witness
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