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lirik lagu conejo - cuz im a g (remix)

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[intro]
cause i’m a g homie
cause i’m a g homie

[verse 1: conejo]
i said them big ass clips hang down to my feet
enemies roll up, i intercept in the street
rraa, is how the ar sound when it hit your face with them fatal rounds
war paint dawg, i’m not a f~cking saint
ex~con with the gat, about to catch the chain
and i f~ck all my b~tches in the visiting room
ese goons don’t trip or they be dead by noon
and there’s tension on the yard, homie two~four seven
so i stay on my toes, stay close to the weapon
ese packing manufacturing ain’t got that tar
fiends come to my cell and lose it all
i received money ordеrs from all over the state
c~o~n got short and i just can’t wait
i did a strеtch, parole back to the street
two~five hoover park, where them tinys meet

[chorus: conejo]
cause i’m a g homie, ain’t no mystery
enemies try to creep they get the whole magazine
i make ’em fiend, and that’s including your b~tch
little hooker better not slip or she’ll be sucking his d~ck
cause i’m a g homie and it’s plain to see
you a fake m~th~f~cker, you a wannabe
get back, before your skull get cracked
and i empty out your pockets, homie three seconds flat
[verse 2: dinero]
just my name alone cause these people to shake
i run around with the chrome and i’m heavy on the way (all day)
gotta keep it gangsta, no love for a stranger
they see my face and you know they see danger
i run around, with criminals and thugs
i’m the reason why so many sons die so young
i got no time for no b~tch sh~t, no
dinero is tired of all this b~tch sh~t, f~ck you
i’m on some sick sh~t
i roll around on the six~four with the hood at my back
i see the fiends and the envy, snitches stabbing my back
i can give a f~ck, i’m a keep pitching sacks
it’s because i’m a g they gon’ hate me for that (believe that)

[chorus: conejo]
cause i’m a g homie, ain’t no mystery
enemies try to creep they get the whole magazine
i make ’em fiend, and that’s including your b~tch
little hooker better not slip or she’ll be sucking his d~ck
cause i’m a g homie and it’s plain to see
you a fake m~th~f~cker, you a wannabe
get back, before your skull get cracked
and i empty out your pockets, homie three seconds flat

[verse 3: mr. trippalot]
i live by the code, so i gotta die alone
they send the placas to my home, so i ready up my chrome
got nothing to fear, from my victims tears
i’m pick it up from here, put the cuete to your ear
where’s the feria and the merchandise? don’t tell me no lies (where’s the f~cking money?)
like it or not, i’m a g in your block
mercenary trippalot always stoned to drop
quick listo to pop, if you don’t get what i want
they gonna find you in the swamp, gangsters let it not slide
fool you f~cking with your life, trained to ignore the pain
won’t flinch in the flames, you ain’t living like me
till you see the end of my knees (why is that ey?)
cause i’m a g ese
[chorus: conejo]
cause i’m a g homie, ain’t no mystery
enemies try to creep they get the whole magazine
i make ’em fiend, and that’s including your b~tch
little hooker better not slip or she’ll be sucking his d~ck
cause i’m a g homie and it’s plain to see
you a fake m~th~f~cker, you a wannabe
get back, before your skull get cracked
and i empty out your pockets, homie three seconds flat

[conejo]
cause i’m a g homie
cause i’m a g homie

[chorus: conejo]
cause i’m a g homie, ain’t no mystery
enemies try to creep they get the whole magazine
i make ’em fiend, and that’s including your b~tch
little hooker better not slip or she’ll be sucking his d~ck
cause i’m a g homie and it’s plain to see
you a fake m~th~f~cker, you a wannabe
get back, before your skull get cracked
and i empty out your pockets, homie three seconds flat
cause i’m a g homie


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