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conejo - young trukos a rider lyrics

[verse 1]
all the time boy
i’ve been a full fledged gangster
homies 7 days a week
been sticking up wanksters
a pimp and a dealer
k!ller its all to the good
so i put in a verse
and give it up to your hood (the sur is one blood pt. 1 &
pt. 2)
from the juvenile system
to the cdc
to back on parole
high control for a g
no controlling a g
so them sacks be selling
ese dollar bill signs
to the top we headed
streets chose me
cause i define the turf
got my dogs in the city
that be doing that dirt
ese multiple rounds
they fired at me
took cover by the wall
and started popping like acne
attempts on my life
ese just kept coming
i’m pushing the line
ese enemies running
i discipline the haters
introduce em to shooters
i got vatos in your barrio
that be knocking them noodles

[hook]
west siders
p-ss me the lighter
got the yesca rolled up
muthaf-ckers a rider
and if its war
then i’m a survivor
homie strolling with my nina
c macks a rider
watch out
cause we don’t like outsiders
with the chicos out to get you
muthaf-ckers is riders
and if its dope
then i’m your provider
young trukos got it all
muthaf-ckers a rider

[verse 2]
i said i went through hell
in a real -ss way
got this kite for the young
c mack don’t play
hoes game (all b-tches rattle)
so she setting them traps
one second getting pussy
next minute you wacked
suckas dying
and they mothers is crying
the fiends keep buying
so the network supplying
this were its at
if you come our way
ese 3 blacks down
and one mexican slayed
prosecutors
seek the penalty death
ese witness wanna speak
on the enemy set
but the contracts out
on this lame as fool
a 38 snub
is the cuete i used
a pocket full of euros
is the currency used
expect more rain
from this felony crew
thats how we do
field date with the media
the reporter wanna f-ck
but she got that chlamydia

(dialuge pause)

[verse 3]
stay the f-ck away
or you will get k’d
i was raised in the calles
drug money was made
fallen soldiers lay
in the devils play
ese i’m about to check em
the notorious way
c – o – n
turn lead to gold
dog fresh out of jail
like f-ck parole
the greenest dro
the baddest hoe
ese all about that caine
on these blocks we roll
i’m dropping that heat
like the one that’s tucked
4 k!llers in a truck
rotating the blunt
i p-ss that shit
and get back in the booth
homie street life music (felony case ent)
ese f-ck what you do
and i’m posted
like a dead end sign
ese bandit came through
now the world is mine
who caught the vapors
and who making that paper
mr. 36 o’s
be involved in that caper

[hook]
west siders
p-ss me the lighter
got the yesca rolled up
muthaf-ckers a rider
and if its war
then i’m a survivor
homie strolling with my nina
c macks a rider
watch out
cause we don’t like outsiders
with the chicos out to get you
muthaf-ckers is riders
and if its dope
then im your provider
young trukos got it all
muthaf-ckers a rider

- conejo lyrics

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