Conejo - You Making Trouble lyrics

Satan of course originated from heaven he was one of the commanders of the heavenly army, but he defected Thee idea is that he fell down like ah star from heaven You making trouble, you better tone that down Cus muthuf**a you ain't knowing how we hose it down Ese council to the ground, say smoke that clown And 9 out of 10 you gon' f**en drown Like an og, is how I dose it Lose no sleep let me light up ah cousin Un primo, 1 double 0 Late night walking out River Palms Casino And my freestyle, is worth ah kilo Big C Roca straight Angelino No cappuccino, I'm on some water and bread And when I get stressed out your b**h giving me head Iselas quieren guerra pero no la declaran And when I bring it to 'em ain't no way que la para At the point, of no return I could feel the flames of hell when he started to burn Ese musica asesina I'm ah f**en a**a**in Midnight homicide Rabbit k**ing with pa**ion Heat stashing, the price keep pa**ing The homies don't play so they keep on blasting No eres nada, y no tienes entrada My pimp game sick como si fuera espada I slice you, and cut you down in portions Sell 'em back to your fam I'm ah pro with extortions I'm ah gangsta, I got my balls and my word And I fly though the skies like ah mythical bird The pot stirred, till it come back hard Up in front of thee apartments slanging dope to the cars Or where ever you are I can make it reach Ain't no place on the planet, that's out of reach I besiege, any f**en corner You can ask any smoker I'm ah f**en earner With ah burner, foo I live this way Homie 6 feet deep is where the enemy lay He talk loud, but he ain't saying nothing Ese Bandit pulled up in the Escalade bumping Then I jump in, I could tell he was puffing That medical sh**, I could tell he was buzzin' What you clutching, ah P 2 2 9 Sig Sauer 10 round behind enemy lines My nuts hanging, ese down to the floor And these crooked a** cops knocking on my door Nobody home, did you check the morgue Cus if I faked my d**h, more than once before Ah lunatic, on that felony sh** It's an eye for an eye cus I'm G with it I move quick, when I'm robbing for coke Ese gotta f**en do it cus I hate being broke