Conejo You Ain't Got The Streets Lyrics

I roll through your hood flashing the Tech
One false move and the shells eject
With all respect
That's how we connect
Little homies getting tats spelled out on the neck
Boy slide me ah beat and I come correct
Ese murder suspect ill rhyme inject
No side effects when I subject
All my people in the crowd to my notorious set
Moving digital units around the clock
Straight from the block in the sky like ah hawk
Complex combination that you can't unlock
Big C Rock no riders block
The Gat Pop
Let's see who drop
Muthuf*ckers talking money never stepped in the swamp
This what you want
Then my ghost will haunt
Ese all down Hoover and down Vermont
Then I hit another state and they speak like me
Ese throwing up the H Rabbs what it be
It felt good
To see how far I could reach
Into the mind of some killers that allow me to teach
So I preach The mentality
Cause in the muthuf*cking calles it's brutality
Fatality so reality
Psychopathic to the fullest personality
That's me
An infernal machine
At the scene of the crime when you heard the screams
It's routine for me to smoke that green
Homies sixteen bars is my Vaccine
The musical theme is of ah violent stream
To put ah end to this bitches and their fraudulent
scheme
Escape clean
Ese with all my team
Ah red laser beam take your ass down stream

You ain't got the streets I bang the hammer on rivals
Blood on my Chucks so their ain't no denial
Out of dodge
But this life got me going
In this wicked ass world C Rock stay flowing
I'm cold hearted
You can't do it like this
Cause I ain't gonna fade this is permanent ink
All day
I could feel the heat
So I know muthuf*cka you ain't got the streets