Conejo - Music Is My b**h lyrics

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Conejo - Music Is My b**h lyrics

Music is my b**h, so get me rich I drew the f**en beat like ah hoe a** trick I'm quick, to send my LP out Ese drought head over now it's time to sprout Without ah doubt, this is gang bang music I compose murder raps every time I do's this It's like I'm fusing, my soldier mind I left everything behind knew I would up inside That's alright though, I still put in my work More than all you muthuf**ers rounded up on the post I floats, foo with chronic smoke I pull up on the mic and unload the coke That's what I'm known for, in the 52 Homie sees over there they know C Rock is ah foo It's like that, hell yeah it's like that Ese crack anybody in the face with the bat Haha, yeah that's right I told you foo's, music is my b**h forever Ha yeah Feel this Let's go You scared, I'ma rhyme forever Ese nothing is forever but I'm way too clever So I sever, ese this rappers heads off Vatos came to back us so I had to let off The whole clip, as I jumped in the Chevy All black with the tardas screaming f** out my way All day, foo it's hache pe ese Calle sin salida ese muerto fin trece Estremese, homie toda la tierra And muthuf**ers know exactly donde te yeva Al Infierno, that's where I dwell In case you don't know that's the gates of hell Musical ese, grab your Smith and Wesson Cus when it's all over there will be no question What direction, that you going Ese music is my b**h now the whole world know it Hahaha yeah It's like Shout out to all the homies in the game that's putting it down like me Music is my b**h Ain't that right b**h? Check it To the producing, that made this track Homie line me up another and I'll shoot that back Dawg C Mac-11, The Legend The Great We be known from right now so don't make me wait Never late, ese always on time By the time you drop an album I drop 5 of mine My work is cla**ic, your name give amnesia Bump me up on the street loco anesthesia Indonesia, is the sh** I'm blazing This is what you get when the curtain raising Like you racing, and your tire blew out You made ah pit stop but you never came out I'm on the front line, ese pushing the line Loco in the f**en trenches with the strap at my side I'ma die, when I'm old and great Ese been around the planet but this still LA It's still LA muthuf**ers That's where I'm from In case you didn't know, music is my b**h Hahaha Get your a** on the f**en corner hoe