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conejo – story about my life lyrics

[intro]
you know this is a story about my life
and the place where i come from
you know them streets
you know them hang outs
where it all goes down
and if you don’t
i suggest you stay away
cause ain’t no telling
what could happen in the zone
well enough about that homies
let’s get in to some gangsta shit
that’s right check it

[verse 1]
how long will i last
in this life i live
ese running from some shit
that they say i did
been in other territories
of different gangs
and they don’t f-ck around
they’ll k!ll you just the same
and some do you worst
like your family tree
ese over f-cken keys
and some tons of weed
its all greed
and we love to bleed
but before i f-cken go
i want to plant my seed
but i’m sterile from the drugs
that i’ve consumed
ese trigger finger numb
from the fools i schooled
i stayed true
to a ruthless game
ese big rabbit loco
heroin and caine
shots fired
they trying to take my life
ese catch my -ss slipping
on a stormy night
believe that
ain’t no building safe
out them l.a.x. hangers
high jacked me a plane

[hook]
this a story about my life
and the way it is
i smoke vets from your hood
i don’t k!ll no kids
we do bids
and vatos plead the 5th
don’t get lost in this maze
cause i’ll split your wig
young trigg
stay sparking the spliff
whole lot of arizona
and them cocaine bricks
gang flicks
in them teen angel mags
you no the color of the rag
the home of body bags

[dialog]
drank this whole f-cken hennessy bottle
thinking about all my homies rest in peace
let’s go

[verse 2]
there’s so much shit
that i could spit right now
ese drunk & high
on the f-cken prowl
with crimes on my mind
that i haven’t committed
a trial in the works
suspect one be acquitted
they want it gangster
like venom says
i’m the angel of death
barrio h – p – s
that dead end trece
tiny loco gang
all my hooverpark riders
homie k!ll on demand
i’m here – i’m there
i’m everywhere
the streets know what’s up
with my dragons lair
i’m a g – you a fake
there ain’t much to say
half the rappers in l.a
bit my devils play
got zones
at the gates of h-ll
ese methamphetamines
got you fiends in jail
i flip well
off that digital scale
had tail – made bail
on a direct sale

[verse 3]
the hoods mine
so the world is f-cked
i’ll turn 3 white boys
into the 3 white clucks
black chucks laced up
and some cut off shorts
ese gold rope chain
o.z. of the smoke
i’m on the scene
without being seen
ese big brother cam
see the x-5 flee
into the night
and back tomorrow night
the tequila got me drunk
lavada got me right
they call me scarface2
its like 2 guns say
they wanna do like we do
but i’m a fool
won’t tolerate they’re shit
in the audi a – 4
block balling n shit
they know the click that i’m with
will bust that grill
bust a cap real quick
got cheddar for real
ese dead presidents
homie euros & yens
dipped out with my set
don’t make me raise my tec

- conejo lyrics

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