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West Side Assassin


Conejo Lyrics

 

West Side Assassin by Conejo


Did you think yourself as an assassin?
Assassin, is that ah fotie falc
Hahaha, I was just ah murderer
7 seals 7 trumpets, and 7 bled
Homie all f**ken signs of the darkness spreading
So I leak gogo balls with my 38 trooper
With my black hoodie on I took it back to the future
Time to wipe 'em off the face of the planet
I'm the boss with the maus homie ready that hurtle
I'm like Kim Jong Il testing nuclear missiles
With my slick ass lawyer, he concealing my pistol
My beretta 9 2 briefcase where I go
There's ah contract out on your presence alone
How could that be dawg? I took control of the zone
I'm ah pit bull breed, and so be my seed
I'll make you bleed holmes, cus this time is money
Leave you crippled for life, while your homies is
running
Know you p**sed foo, more weed I twist
Ese devastating batches of that see through sh*t
I'm ah West side assassin, ah mercenary
Confirmed by the bars executions be deadly
Know my celly, that foo would f**k you up
Ese P2 20's sick all in your mouth
West side assassin, is how we running though
Ese hit your dope house and put your stacks on the
floor
The gas blow, just to let you know
Anybody make ah move I'll have to smoke them cold
Notorious enemy serve all you hoe's
We could meet in on locato for the final war
We ferocious, I just want you to know
Ese being on the run ain't no f**ken joke
Would you hang? I f**ken doubt it you scary
HK G3 I put some holes in your skuller
Fleeting badly, I escape in the grabbing
Ese nation wide haunts city streets and them alleys
And I'm guilty, of infiltrating the game
With ah capo regime doubt Conejo the name
The son of Sam, with ah thirst for blood
f**k your serial killer, breath smoke in my lungs
Yeah yeah, I'm ah drug game wizard
My Alasky type I stay imposing the blizzard
Cocaina, I know you know her
Ese either up your nose or getting served on the
corner
I'm ah West side assassin, ah mercenary
Confirmed by the bars executions be deadly
Know my celly, that foo would f**k you up
Ese P2 20's sick all in your mouth
West side assassin, is how we running though
Ese hit your dope house and put your stacks on the
floor
The gas blow, just to let you know
Anybody make ah move I'll have to smoke them cold
I drop fatal disses that could end careers
Ese all across the world to them cell block tiers
Ese boys in the hood they feel my opium high
So he threw on some notorious in that 59
The results, is ah walk by murder
Do ah show the same night call it lyrical murder
Want the hook up, then it's VIP
Ese all rap rumors that I capped the g
Caught the key, and then I rocked it up
Caught some p's of the clipping for the prices went
up
I'm going through it, so ese f**k what you doing
Sedoing muthuf**kers in the game that be truing
Influenced, by the city that raised me
Ah scorse Az pill have you pushing up days
Conejo's shady, vatos get up you spray me
Ese in ah dead sea writing scrolls on ah daily
I'm ah West side assassin, ah mercenary
Confirmed by the bars executions be deadly
Know my celly, that foo would f**k you up
Ese P2 20's sick all in your mouth
West side assassin, is how we running though
Ese hit your dope house and put your stacks on the
floor
The gas blow, just to let you know
Anybody make ah move I'll have to smoke them cold



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