Conejo - Frustrations lyrics

[Intro: Conejo] Talent What Up? YBE, Yeah Check This Out I Got These Demons In My Head And They Talking To Me Homie They Like, "Angel Of d**h, Tu Ya Sabes Lo Que Tienes Que Aser" Yeah I Know What I Gotta Do Its Time To Ride, Lets Go [Hook] I'm Creeping Thru The Night Revenge On My Mind But I Don't Know If I Wanna Commit This Crime Frustrations, I'm Goin' Thru Frustrations, What Should I Do? I Got My Nina-9 I'm Ready To Ride If You Ever Cross The Line You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn If You Ever Cross The Line You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn [Verse 1] Welcome To California These k**as Do Not Give A f** Homie I'm Just Trying To Warn Ya Watch Every Corner, They Hitting Em Up We Got The Guns, The Drugs, The Thugs The Pimps & The b**hes The Gangs, The Kush The Beautiful Women The Lows Lows & Switches The Fiends, The Thieves The Crooked Police And The f**ed Up System I'm Just Keeping It Real The Ghetto Is Nothing Like Beverly Hills My Homies They Ridin' And They All Got My Back Enemies Runnin' & Hidin' Theres No Survivin' When Them Guns Clap Bang, Bang (187) Its A Normal Thing In California Bang, Bang (187) When The Gangstas Run Up On Ya I Be Smoking On That Kush It Got Me Feeling So High Got Revenge Up On My Mind Murda Murda Homicide Better Run, Run, Run When You See Me You Better Run, Run, Run When You See Me Cuz Anybodys Quick To Lose Their Life Any Day So Think Before You Talk Better Grab Your Bible & Pray [Hook] I'm Creeping Thru The Night Revenge On My Mind But I Don't Know If I Wanna Commit This Crime Frustrations, I'm Goin' Thru Frustrations, What Should I Do? I Got My Nina-9 I'm Ready To Ride If You Ever Cross The Line You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn If You Ever Cross The Line You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn [Verse 2: Conejo] When I Come With The Thumper The Skies Get Cloudy Dope Travel Thru My Vein The Scene Get Rowdy La Cifra De Muertos Elevates Impactos From The R-15 Don't Hesitate Homie This Live Feed From The Block Where I Breath Right Now In The Kitchen Rocking Quarter Keys En La Sombra Opero Asi Lo Prefiero C-Roca Got Connects En El Extranjero And I'm Slangin' That White On The Grind All Night Ese Ritual Dance At Your Burial Site Es Una Guerra De Drogas En El Mar Te Ahogas You Could Find Me In The Fields With The Amapola If Your b**h Violate I Whoop That Hoe A Hood Episode A Reality Show I Play My Cards Like A Ghetto Star Homie All Backstreets No Boulevards [Hook] [Verse 3: Spanky Loco] God Damn, Thats Cool Boy Put Away That Tool Boy Put Some Sense Inside Your Head Before You End Up On That News God Damn, Thats Cool Boy Put Away That Tool Boy Put Some Sense Inside Your Head Before You End Up On That News Who Trippin'? We Trippy So Best To Not Be Slippin' Got That Thing Like Tucked Away And Get Pulled Out When We Dippin' High Strung, So Crunk The Boy Like Hella Stressin' Ain't Nothin' I Could Tell Em He Just Contemplatin' With That 3-5-7 Ghetto Swangin', Varrio Dippers In & Out Just Sippin' Liquor High Ass f**, Yup We Roll My Other Boy He Outta Control Mad At The World, Devil Got Em Sittin' In His Crypt And Sleepin' Short Broken Gla** Everywhere Locced To The Brain Man We Don't Care Thats The Life, Asi Se Vive Este Pedo Simon Que Sigue Yeah We Get It, Yeah We Get It Trucha Boy Foreal We Get It C-O-N, Locs & Yogi Spanky Loc Holding On A 40 Thats The sh** That We Go Through Life Is Crazy, The OG'S Too [Hook]