Conejo - We Riding Low lyrics

Los Angeles, 2 1 3 2 11 Conejo Venom and Bugzy That's West Side Tattoo Ink We riding low Homie I'm bouncing through Los up and down Yes that's Bugzy on 3 rolling through the town Holding it down, cuetes all I'm holding up Pa**ing through drinking ah hundred brew homie wazz up This broad, real close with ah big a** bu*t Front and back of his low low I live that up Stay high off that sticky green ese, liquored up And tripping how this be dropping you know I'm gonna f** Hu, I switch it up just like all my dawgs I trust all my gun run we ain't f**ing with ya'll I stay high and slow Kush bu*ton stash hold the glock over pieces that beat survival It's alright, we still gonna party all night Till the sun showing delay out with morban drum move Loud pipes who got it locked down typer mode This vatos by my way so let your a** show We riding low homie, we riding low That's how we do everyday got no love for this hoe's We riding low homie, we riding low You know don't play keep on hustling stay 'bout that money I was cruising down the street with the 45 I was high a** f**, so I stopped at the liquor store Indi naughty's ah couple homies rolled up They was fresh out the pen and said Conjeo what's up Tu savez homie, aqui para la hache And this hating a** vatos on the serio better watch it But for now, I'ma get this chips And show this other foo's who be running this sh** Tattoo Ink man, all the b**hes be feinind Calling out your name when I'm f**ing they screaming Must be dreaming, the way she drinking the seamen Possessed by the X and the dick that I'm giving She called me Venom, so I checked that hoe She called me Spanky, so I spanked that hoe Said look here b**h, let's keep it simple and plain Just what you say and don't expose the game We riding low homie, we riding low That's how we do everyday got no love for this hoe's We riding low homie, we riding low You know don't play keep on hustling stay 'bout that money I'm in co*k needle, like ah dope feins needle Homie tracks made of steel I'm ah Harpy's eagle And I ain't got no mercy for this weak a** lames I'm addicted to the gangsters you can feel the flames Ah place where paroles start shooting at pigs Then walk into ah bank and withdraw your things Ese vatos get the straps, at ah whole sale price And gun fire starters in from day to night Who gangster, in the muthuf**er when we roll Who talking about my hoe, who the game don't stop Haters do the one hating on it when ah vatos spitting it right 32 zones, or should I say 2 pounds for the sca**o We could get our smoke on it's ah stray West Coast Childs Cali Bugzy connection when bullets low riding West Los We riding low homie, we riding low That's how we do everyday got no love for this hoe's We riding low homie, we riding low You know don't play keep on hustling stay 'bout that money That's right, Bandit and Spanks Go and get the truck so we could get the f** out of here and get back to the West It's Tattoo Ink, you know where the f** we from Tattoo Ink