Conejo
Conejo - West Side Assassin songtekst
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Did you think yourself as an assassin? Assassin, is that ah fotie falc Hahaha, I was just ah murderer 7 seals 7 trumpets, and 7 bled Homie all fucken signs of the darkness spreading So I leak gogo balls with my 38 trooper With my black hoodie on I took it back to the future Time to wipe 'em off the face of the planet I'm the boss with the maus homie ready that hurtle I'm like Kim Jong Il testing nuclear missiles With my slick ass lawyer, he concealing my pistol My beretta 9 2 briefcase where I go There's ah contract out on your presence alone How could that be dawg? I took control of the zone I'm ah pit bull breed, and so be my seed I'll make you bleed holmes, cus this time is money Leave you crippled for life, while your homies is running Know you pissed foo, more weed I twist Ese devastating batches of that see through shit I'm ah West side assassin, ah mercenary Confirmed by the bars executions be deadly Know my celly, that foo would fuck you up Ese P2 20's sick all in your mouth West side assassin, is how we running though Ese hit your dope house and put your stacks on the floor The gas blow, just to let you know Anybody make ah move I'll have to smoke them cold Notorious enemy serve all you hoe's We could meet in on locato for the final war We ferocious, I just want you to know Ese being on the run ain't no fucken joke Would you hang? I fucken doubt it you scary HK G3 I put some holes in your skuller Fleeting badly, I escape in the grabbing Ese nation wide haunts city streets and them alleys And I'm guilty, of infiltrating the game With ah capo regime doubt Conejo the name The son of Sam, with ah thirst for blood Fuck your serial killer, breath smoke in my lungs Yeah yeah, I'm ah drug game wizard My Alasky type I stay imposing the blizzard Cocaina, I know you know her Ese either up your nose or getting served on the corner I'm ah West side assassin, ah mercenary Confirmed by the bars executions be deadly Know my celly, that foo would fuck you up Ese P2 20's sick all in your mouth West side assassin, is how we running though Ese hit your dope house and put your stacks on the floor The gas blow, just to let you know Anybody make ah move I'll have to smoke them cold I drop fatal disses that could end careers Ese all across the world to them cell block tiers Ese boys in the hood they feel my opium high So he threw on some notorious in that 59 The results, is ah walk by murder Do ah show the same night call it lyrical murder Want the hook up, then it's VIP Ese all rap rumors that I capped the g Caught the key, and then I rocked it up Caught some p's of the clipping for the prices went up I'm going through it, so ese fuck what you doing Sedoing muthufuckers in the game that be truing Influenced, by the city that raised me Ah scorse Az pill have you pushing up days Conejo's shady, vatos get up you spray me Ese in ah dead sea writing scrolls on ah daily I'm ah West side assassin, ah mercenary Confirmed by the bars executions be deadly Know my celly, that foo would fuck you up Ese P2 20's sick all in your mouth West side assassin, is how we running though Ese hit your dope house and put your stacks on the floor The gas blow, just to let you know Anybody make ah move I'll have to smoke them cold