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conejo - zone on lock lyrics

got the zone on lock, the block is so
zone’s in shock and my products gold
the block is cold but the cops are hot
watchery triple digits when ah pig gets shot
zone on lock, the block is so
zones in shock and my products gold
the block is cold, but the cops are hot
watchery triple digits when ah pig gets shot

[frank v]
it was once said by ah man who couldn’t quit
south land keep b-mping that gangster sh-t
100 percent pure, no cut
try to stop thee operation but they had no luck
now their flip flopping, switching up
and since i got your attention muthuf-ckers listen
up
i’m an og from that wicked west
no lame in this game is gonna tell me how to dress
sh-t, i wear ben davis if i wanna
if i say f-ck gucci, homie what you gonna
do when i roll through dressed in all blue
54 fiber ones still hide my gun
now if you want you can update
but don’t try to turn this younger muthuf-ckers into
cupcakes
i know you like the finer things
cus i seen you on the block in designer jeans

[mister d]
i’m from the park, the wicked wicked west
where muthuf-ckers stay strapped with the vest
that say no but give ah f-ck about rap skills
homeboy’s in the back counting the f-cking kilos
slanging that dope on the calle for real
making them f-cking dollar dollar bills
mister d south land that west side rider
serving down the blocks cus i’m ah provider
when most this foo’s i’ll diss ah no good liars
vatos know the time from my last f-cking flyer
got some real heavy hitters on the ele-md
this new tattoo rappers can’t f-ck with d
i’ve been in the game for too many years
foo cross the street i’ll f-ck off your career
return of the real ese my pride is brown
but i still won’t hesitate to put ah buster on that
ground

[conejo]
it’s ah federal investigation
us marshall wanna know my exact location
rappers in the game wanna give their tips
they want me off the scene so they could try to flip
cus they hustle and they hustle but the sh-t don’t
hit
kick to the curb but the brown don’t fit
they ain’t hood, so why they celebrating
ese picture taking, they master faking
ever since i’ve been gone their’s been ah surge of
facts
claim and take overs they made their packs
check stacks, ain’t moving no product
this ah lame muthuf-cker with no code of convict
abran los ojos mean open your eyes
ah word to the wise see through the disguise
that’s right dawg, they might pull one on you
i spit it to you real angel of death is upon you

- conejo lyrics

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