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conejo – states waiting for me lyrics

[intro]
d-mn
it’s the muthaf-cking pigs
man f-ck the lapd homie
f-ck
let’s k!ll these muthaf-ckers homie
got the f-cking ak’s in the trunk
that’s them 25 bars homie
aye foo
let’s get this paper dog
(put your hands up)
man f-ck this fool
let’s do this shit
this car ain’t got no plates anyways homie
man i’m with you homie let’s handle
let’s f-cking get off & f-cking smoke these fools
let’s do this shit fool

[verse 1]
on my way to the pen
it’s called entrapment
undercovers in a lo lo
ese go through blasting
the k!lling drastic
they yelled out my hood
now the rivals wanna get us
cause there boy was hood
that’s where i stood
on this conspiracy issue
my strap is my b-tch
and my b-tch wanna kiss you
no one will miss you
is how the enemy thinking
it’s like quick f-cken sand
and these vatos be sinking
clocks ticking
60 seconds is left
before the swat team come
and start bluffing with threats
smell the wet cigarette
from the scene i just jetted
ese to a safe house
the location embedded
when i read it
i couldn’t f-cken believe it
them j. edgar hoovers
said that i was receiving
it’s not misleading
cause my pockets ain’t bleeding
put a end to the drought
got my customers fiending

[chorus]
the states waiting for me
they got a bed with my name
but to them i’m just a number
and the cell is my cage
till end of days
they wanna keep me there
somewhere lost in the system
wanna lose me there
the states waiting for me
these vatos hating on me
ese trying to get me stretched
struck out with 3
till end of days
and my criminal ways
homie is it cause i’m brown
that they act this way?

[verse 2: bugsy 2 guns]
ah yeah no doubt
they wanna do that to us
put us in cages
plans for the youth
be the same shit
nobody got a problem
letting go from the ruger
caught friend of enemy
don’t matter they’ll shot ya
and they’ll laugh bout it now
smoke bout a pound
solid homies around
encase it gotta go down
ask spanks
ask sporty
ask venom
ain’t finish building prisons
but already could feel em
los angeles worldwide distributed
in the city loc
they wanna do it how we do it
judge wanna send permanent metal bracelets
metal strap heavy
make anybody shape-shift
attempts to hold us down
with a case & witness
trying to have us spending money
like c-ke that ain’t flipped
naw that ain’t the movement
our pockets ain’t bleeding
and their plans are to take us to prison
this evening

[verse 3]
on my way to the pen
is what my jefa said
mijo get that in your head
or you’ll end up dead
they want you dead
to get you out of the way
and there’s 33 prisons
you could do all day
here what i say
just don’t go insane
this lifes f-cked up
it’ll make you walk in the rain
make you go up in flames
and play them violent games
with the gangs from your city
cause them vatos ain’t playing
they k!lled your tio
that’s why his brother got life
cause he k!lled 2 back
on that very same night
judge and jury was white
even though if you fight
they’ll convict on your past
put your head on a pike
the system ain’t right
cause the system be like
the shogun -ss-ssin
they’ll go after the wife
then after the kids
they’ll hand out them bids
to the real muthaf-ckers
always handle they biz

[outro]
now a prison here really is a small city
it’s a city populated by felons
and not only convicted felons
but really some of the most serious offenders

- conejo lyrics

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