Conejo - Coins Like Judas lyrics

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Conejo - Coins Like Judas lyrics

I put 'em on, when he came home from prison He opened up the door and ice pounds were given This ah gift, from the neighborhood cookers As he walked towards the room, he seen the hookers Guess the party never stop, never got with the program He was moving ounces Walas sniffing ah gram That's path for business, that's how he making profit I speak ah dealers future like if I was ah profit Before we knew it, he was hooked on the product He was getting sloppy with the opium prob Don't try to stop me, was the attitude Muthuf**er had forgot, no more gratitude He stole d**, then put us all at risk He'll pay for his mistakes, that's the code, that's it If they ask what happened, now my head like nothing Ese vato got snuff cus he was out there clucking For some coins like Judas, he sold me out In the a he got served, for going that route That's what it's bout, out here in the calles If you ain't making money, es mejor que te cayes If you ah snake, you better spit that venom And hope that I die, and my family cry Cus if I don't, I'll be back with ah vengeance In my f**ing El Camino with ah suit up engine He came to my house, and I could see in your eyes By the way you looked around, at my chronic supply That you was hatin', how dare you debate me Muthuf**er seen the heat, and he knew no play There's always jealous people want what you have Ese wifey's off limits I was waist on the ab Don't know the half, don't even look her way This is grown man sh**, she got nothing to say So you waited, till I was away To come by the crib to make your play My sister saw you, and confronted your a** Rabbs not home, and call me up in ah flash So now you buried, there ain't no denying That sheisty muthufukers are the ones that be dying Like this one, that disrespected my label And all of my children muthuf**er you crazy For some coins like Judas, he sold me out In the a he got served, for going that route That's what it's bout, out here in the calles If you ain't making money, es mejor que te cayes If you ah snake, you better spit that venom And hope that I die, and my family cry Cus if I don't, I'll be back with ah vengeance In my f**ing El Camino with ah suit up engine