Conejo

Conejo - We Like The Yakuza lyrics

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Let's go to trial, you got nothing on me
Just some gang land murders, in the two one three
Reputated boss, with thee elicit harvish
Grizzly executions damn sure I got this
FBI's report on this violent gang
Upper real dead snitches empty witness stands
It's ah war fare drill, and the suspect shot
It's ah bloody tale of fucking shots kill one
Ah stabbing death, can't decrypt my verse
The gestapo hit the pad like ah violent storm
HPS in the house tonight
Ese killer drug dealers on that Scarface white
Lights off, I navigate between
The fucking genocide and the murder regime
No detection, I look over my shoulder
2 semi autos and ah snub nose burner
We like the Yakuza but we ain't missing no fingers
Roll deep on this foo's pulling 4 5 trigger's
And gang sweeps, they cease guns and drugs
We caught double up the narcotic is what
We like the Yakuza with big gats and tats
The Cali drive by's uninforments and rats
We get e'm back, we blowing chronic sacks
At the spot where we gather from them criminal acts
Gun fight eruptions two pigs get snubbed
LAPD's and the FED's Agencies clicked up
It sound like new years homie, at twelve O'clock midnight
In ah silver Marcede's we fled into the night
Harpy's mafia, under thee umbrella of terror
Ese ruthless homing shower suckers with bullets
Affiliated, fire bombs get hirtled
This the chicos and dukes they whole g's get murdered
Get smoked, like ah boy scout leader
Smoke his bitch ass quick before he stretch for the heater
Hollow points, I'm here to take that pain
With ah morphine trip, for my doped up frame
It ain't ah game, it's the face of death
Street gang killers, from the craziest place
LA County, thee obileague of crime
Got ah job at 13, I got rock's on the line
We like the Yakuza but we ain't missing no fingers
Roll deep on this foo's pulling 4 5 trigger's
And gang sweeps, they cease guns and drugs
We caught double up the narcotic is what
We like the Yakuza with big gats and tats
The Cali drive by's uninforments and rats
We get e'm back, we blowing chronic sacks
At the spot where we gather from them criminal acts
Fox 11 news got you scared again
Cus the threats against your life, went public again
Fuck ah sit down, you get sprayed and clowned
By ah homicide wing if you are West bound
Then trickers slings, in the streets of violence
Tried to take mine you ain't knowing my silence
Got something for that sneak attack
And the choppers overhead can't find the pad
Iministration the caine, straight bullets they hover
You stupid muthufuckers ain't no running for cover
There's tons of blow into the country it volts
We unload the cargos start flooding them zones
Cruise hard, ain't no remorse
Got so much shit, we overdose at the source
Foo's dashed, cus they thought they shot me
Last man standing they need ah nuke to drop me
We like the Yakuza but we ain't missing no fingers
Roll deep on this foo's pulling 4 5 trigger's
And gang sweeps, they cease guns and drugs
We caught double up the narcotic is what
We like the Yakuza with big gats and tats
The Cali drive by's uninforments and rats
We get e'm back, we blowing chronic sacks
At the spot where we gather from them criminal acts
We like the Yakuza but we ain't missing no fingers
Roll deep on this foo's pulling 4 5 trigger's
And gang sweeps, they cease guns and drugs
We caught double up the narcotic is what
We like the Yakuza with big gats and tats
The Cali drive by's uninforments and rats
We get e'm back, we blowing chronic sacks
At the spot where we gather from them criminal acts
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Language: English

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