Conejo - Put The Weed Up lyrics

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Conejo - Put The Weed Up lyrics

[Intro] You Already Know What It's Like When Motherf**er From West Side Harpys Be On One And You Know Me I'm On That Psychopathic sh** sh** I Got All Up In My Mind sh** I Write Down And I Thought I Come Out Here Tonight And Share It With You Havin' That I'm From The West Side You From The West Side We On The Same Page You Dig C-E-S [Verse 1] Put The Weed Up The Flow Is G'd Up And When Its Time To Get The Paper C-O-N Got Re-Up Take Flight You Know I k** On Sight Ese Bounty On My Head But I'm A Stay For The Fight I Take Off Like A Fighter Jet And I Don't Give A f** I'll Smoke All Your Vets Hmmm You Get Friendly With Cops You Old Snitching Muthaf**ers I Get Vicious With Glocks Ese Been On The Block With The Chicos And Dukes 39 Tokers Town Disappearing Them Fools The Rag Is Blue Ese I Thought You Knew C-O-N Come Through And You Catching The Blues And I Could Name Several Streets In The 213 Where You Would sh**s Pants Cause You A Punk Ass Flee Young G R-A Two B's Muthaf**er Smack Back 25cc's Got The Town Under Siege On It's f**en Knees Took A Drag Off The Blunt Homie Pa** That Weed Over Here I'm In The Microphone Booth Muthaf**er Spit A Verse That The Gangs Salute F.B.I. - A.T.F U.S. Marshall And Swat Ese All Up In The Spot Trying To Get That Rock The Batter ram Caved In My Door But I Was On The East With A Flock Of Snow Making Doe You Know Them Streets Get Cold I Got These Puerto Rican Hoes Stripping For This Coke The Homie Choked Off The Chronic Bowl 52 Inch Plas PS3 I Zoned Ese No And I Ain't Gonna f**en Stop Ese I'm A Cook Gla** And Pump That Rock Ain't Nobody In The Game That Could Take My Spot Cause Even If They Tried They Ass Get Shot And I'm A Keep It G For The 213 Ese Unmarked Cars Trying To Follow Me Someones Working With The f**en Feds Who Could It Be That Would Betray The Gang Until Then Muthaf**ers I Ain't Trusting sh** Cause They Know We Got The Weapons Used To k** Them Pricks They Wait Till 6 It Was A Hit And Miss Cause I Fled In The Night With My Gangster b**h Phone Taps And The Area Maps Knowing All The Spots Were We Move That Crack A.T.F Made A Move To Soon Cause All They f**en Found Was A Empty Ass Room And I'm The Fugitive That They Want So Bad b**h Ass Rappers Try Do It It Don't Work They Mad Escalated Out To f**en Vegas Before I'm On A Mission Out To Smoke These Haters [Outro: Gangster]