Conejo - Amapola lyrics

Everyone I ever knew, is doing life Ese bang bang bang got you in my sight Now it's handle, they say my tone is rowdy On ah three way call it's in direct from the county There's ah bounty, I'm on ah fugitve list I was drafted to the hood I'm ah number 1 pick So I'm clappin if your yapping, always packing Eyes low muthuf**er on the creep we jacking Send word, ese to all my G's I'm with my law ones toking on the chronic weed Yes indeed, I got some tats in my cell Then my time came home and got connected with hell They say I get stupid off Patron and Perico I'm rolling with the Toker's, the midgits the chico's Ride off, to where the b**hes be Gold d's 6 3's homie 2 1 3's Have ah shoot out, with the enemy's And bury muthuf**as ese right on the scene My rhyme style, is ah nine millimetre High definition, the music is theatre Ah stranger in the night like I'm Frank Sinatra With 25 k**ers come spray the opreah That's ah rap, so f** what you feel I climb through the window competition get k**ed Hood riches, I'm ah spoonful of tar 50 cc's nodding out in your car That's who we are, I'm surrounded by choppers I came up to the roof and started busting at choppers The fans wanted more I have to give 'em their fix The feds in the bushes, snapping ah flick He step on sh**, then my pit attack him Ese had to call it up, he was ready to blast him My dog named Saddam, he purple ribboned Muthuf**as wanna get me they was shocked I was living Sasination attempts, on top of my cases DNA never matched that's why I laughed in their faces Many mazes, that they follow me through Ese out the back door into ah silver coop The ride I took, took me right to the spot Car stash open up, you can buy what you want It never stop, el nogocio controla Muthuf**ers want the tar, coming from the Amapola Nunca falla, it's always someone that wanted And someone in the slums high a** f** that stay on it