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conejo - ask no questions lyrics

[intro]
that’s right c rock
you know what i’m sayin’?
i move fast
its like ain’t no time to stay still
naa mean?
now turn my headphones up
so i can hear my voice right
i’m bout to flow ain’t i?
ha-ha you with me right?
if not catch up

[verse 1]
dozed off for 20 minutes
then i woke up sweatin’
i sensed something wrong
like the stage was settin’
now i’m bettin’
that words they gettin’
they heard about the dope
and how much i be gettin’
so i’m jettin’
here its time to go
i looked on the map
i found a home
i was gone
no questions asked
i showed up with some keys
and some pounds of gl-ss
new town new face
a whole new case
but money be a thing
that the ghetto embrace
blue laces
in my blue chuck taylors
word spread quick
like a movie trailer
i’m a long distance runner
from the city of angels
i’m in & out of town
i’m addicted to danger
i’m in danger
like my f-cken species
and what i give to you
is a fugitive’s thesis

[hook 1]
i’m use to it now
after all this time
so i always talk about it
in my rhymes
they say they crimes
i just say they mines
in the back with my dogs
and we smokin’ primes

[verse 2]
before they knew it
i was gone again
another f-cken city
with some d again
i comprehend
about them u.s. marshals
so i watch where i go
they at clubs & car shows
west in
in this life of sin
homie shiesty -ss detectives
got murders to pin
i’m here to win
ese pour me some gin
i might hit madrid
or maybe berlin
hired man
and after long
crack house in the hood
i’m depending on
smoke chron
with my -ssociates
ese money on the table
lets negotiate
i’m good for it
i know you heard
these bitter m-th-f-ckas
got robbed for the throne
i need a zone to get blown
tokin’ back to back
as i pace through the halls
premeditating to jack

[hook 2]
i manage anger
by releasing a diss
i’m a sniper in the trench
my shot never miss
i’m a 5th
with the tiny midgets
you wanna make a deal?
then shoot your digits

[verse 3]
f-ck your riches
ese you ain’t real
and everything you drop
the streets don’t feel
spin the roulette reel
put some gs in the slot
i’m feeling f-cking good
i put some heats on the block
some devious shit
if you know what i mean
ese codeine syrup
got a vato on lean
this routine
and the crack cuisine
but if you want jihad
we move hajadeem

[hook 3]
i’m always running
in my blue cortez
i’m trapped in the past
that’s why i move so fast
i’m a blast
if they come too close
to let a vato know
that i’m comin’ from los
i’m always running
in my blue cortez
i’m trapped in the past
that’s why i move so fast
i’m a blast
if they come too close
to let a vato know
that i’m comin’ from los

- conejo lyrics

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