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conejo - bust my steal كلمات الأغنية

intro:
there’s the homie gangster right there
g-rabbs whats up homie
what’s up dog
you know i got you don’t even trip
i’m already be knowing how the hood react
you know whenever i see
that f-cking 7 eleven motherf-cker homie
you know i’m a bust my motherf-cking steal
smoke em
f-ck that punk

verse 1:
i said i roll g’s
hardcore m-th-f-ckers (hps drug dealers)
that push that caine
out of state in numbers
the hood took me under
to a world of sin
beach cruiser pistol packing
full time dead end
all day every day
ese banging and smashing
ese unfamiliar faces
terrorizing har-ssing
straight blasting
on all you punks
96 ss (impala)
with the major bumps
suped up
i swoop up the tinys
stomp your -ss out
still the pigs can’t find me
shaved head gold chain
and a sack of crack
homie stuffed in my chucks
with a f-cken strap
in front of m & h
with that wild bunch gang (maniac r.i.p.)
m-th-f-ckers ain’t knowing
it’s a harpys thing
like a 87 elco
front euro clip
stash box twin glocks
nardi 20 inch rims

bigg bandit on talkbox (chorus):
you know i bust steal
you know i bust steal
this l.a. g
will get you k!lled
you know the streets are real
you know the streets are real
nightmares
that you could feel

verse 2:
parole agent got stupid
so i shot his -ss
ese f-ck parole
i discharge on my own
ese back in the zone
ese parolee at large
plus they wanna f-cken stick me
with a fake -ss charge
layed out
i’ll take your neighborhood out
ese enough artillery
leave iraq in a drought
move around non stop
enemies get shot
ese on the f-cken block
but never slip at the spot
i’ll rip your vest
that’s what the west about (west side harpys)
straight through your chest
i take 3 of you out
tls – chs
and the tks
ese dukes 28
it’s all hps
disrespect
and find your -ss in the trunk
ese high power k!llers
hooverpark all drunk
it was a blitz screen
i shipped your head in the mail
ese to your front step
is how we do that there

bigg bandit on talkbox (chorus):
you know i bust steal
you know i bust steal
this l.a. g
will get you k!lled
you know the streets are real
you know the streets are real
nightmares
that you could feel

verse 3:
it’s all me right here
and its simple and plain
that 45 tucked
will f-cken splatter your brains
it get no better than this
i’m a gangster hoodlum
i’m your worst nightmare
f-cken robb em and shoot em
pump fear into the streets
and then in you
act stupid m-th-f-cker
but you its true
you a scary -ss lame
always ranking out
you see them west side harpys
and you calling the cops
so talked to my heat
you son of a b-tch
ese hollywood actor
slash f-cken snitch
your style funny
and i’m about this money
a bottle of henny
chronic blunts with cavy
they smile in my face (chicano rap scene)
but when i’m gone
they run there mouth
and now its on
so f-ck a 22 (lokota)
ese i wish you would
i got something for that -ss
and all that crew

bigg bandit on talkbox (chorus):
you know i bust steal
you know i bust steal
this l.a. g
will get you k!lled
you know the streets are real
you know the streets are real
nightmares
that you could feel

bigg bandit on talkbox (outro):
let me tell you people
let me tell you now
cold labels getting

you know i bust steal
you know i bust steal
this l.a. g
will get you k!lled
you know the streets are real
you know the streets are real
nightmares

- conejo

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