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conejo - how many did i smoke lyrics

cus i’m so high off my own supply
seen ’em shooting at me with an mp5
was in my day, for ah coroners visit
everything running smooth till they sent out to kill me
used the waiter as the shield and he caught some led
i hit ‘im in the eye, out the back of his head
other shooter kept spraying anything in his way
i took cover by the bar all my blood beaning
ese two rookies down first sh-ll got ‘im got
ese out the back door before sh-t got hot
i never should’v roll like i own this b-tch
i underestimated how this foo’s could snitch
i stagger out, jumped in the ss
slip ah clip on the heat like on two way street
back at the hood, the dukes ready it’s on
we rolled out the block and hit this foo’s real strong

how many did i smoke hk at my waist
i heard the cops swerving so i left the place
i poured out ah bottle as i watch the news
that’s how i found out how many caught the blue’s
how many did i smoke hk at my waist
i heard the b-tches scream so i left no trace
i fired up ah blunt as i watched the news
that’s how i found out how many caught the blue’s

chosicasa’s muthuf-cker every subject matter
ese gamble with death, the sh-t that make you scatter
for this la city product that’s the full lid of crime
i stepped on the scene with them gangster rhymes
i got ghost, and ese now i’m the most
pay attention muthuf-cker when it comes to dope
i took my dose, and pin pointed my foe’s
i hurt the enemy i let that cocaine flow
i was raised west adams smoking bomb -ss kush
everything on my past bout the drugs i push
8th letter 8 tons to the sinners stack guns
ah hundred round drum for the selfish ones
f-cking rabbit, you ah g at this
wear your tactical vest the swat shoot in the head
colisionar cops, when you enter my block
don’t try to apprehend the one that’s flooding the spot

i’m real sh-t talking, forcing ah sector
building get packed with drug dealing gang members
at it’s cold as you’ll be ese we’ll put you beneath
baby glock 26 hoover mini 14’s
russian pso’s, you was slobbing his case
detachable mags and 20 body bags
and everybody know how con get down
spit ah prankster in the club, lay his b-tch -ss down
like the time i was drunk at ah downtown bar
old school enemies tried to break in my car
i started dumping, f-cking strippers was running
their t-tis was bouncing and f-cking bullets was coming
from all around, from the enemy crowd
nine millimeters, three civilians went down
my hk, killed the one in my car
i bet they know by now who the f-ck we are

- conejo lyrics

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