Conejo - Let's Go Rhyme For Rhyme (With Lyrics On Screen) video free download

Conejo's "Let's Go Rhyme For Rhyme" Song With Lyrics On The Screen. This Song Is From His "Fallen Angel" Album. Check It Out!

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LYRICS:

Intro:

Check 1-2

Check 1-2 Homie

We Got Conejo Up In This Canton

That's Right Homie

That's The Way It's Going Down Perro

Check It Out

Right About Now

I'ma Start Snuffing Vatos On The Spot

See These Vatos Going Around Town Talking About

Conejo Ain't Worthy Of Holding A Microphone

Ah You Fucked Up Perro

Serio, I'm Coming To Get You

You & Your Whole Motherfucking Clicka

Knock You Out The Box

Verse 1:

Let's Go Rhyme For Rhyme

What You Got?

I Got A Sixteen Bar Bullet

That'll Knock You Out The Box

Got Beef?

You Cell Soldier

I Took The Money Off Your Books

And Mentally I Broke You

Caught In The Chain

To A Big Yard

Ese Waiting For My Clavo

Ese Waiting For My Bone Yard

Gotta Get That

Make Some Feria

Got The Homies On The Tira

Homie Slanging This Loquera

Care Package

That Was Filled To The Rim

I Got A Bitch Out There

That's Good For Hustle & Sin

Checking In

Saying "Baby What You Need?"

I Know This Baller Just Paroled

I Wantcha To Fuck Him For His Green

Then Shoot It

Money Order & Some Flicks

Get A Close Up Shot

Of The Nipples & The Clit

I Like Em' Slutty

So Keep Your Lady In The Safe

Cuz If She Wanna Skeez

Second Time I Won't Waste

Program That

So I Can Bring It

It's In My Nature

So I Ain't Gotta Think It

I'm a Sink It

Like A Battleship

I'm a Gank For The Bank

Like An Old School Convict

I Stay Loyal To The Code

While You Start Dry Snitching

I Cook Dope For The Fiends

In Casper's Kitchen

Got Some High Tech Inmates

In My Car

Gate Money In Hand

Bullet Wounds & Scars

No More Weight House

It's All About Calisthenics

Got A Kite From The Calles

Certain Vatos Gotta Get It

Broke Him Off

But He Won't P.C. Up

He's A Lifer With A Jacket

He Was Down As Fuck

It's Like Damn Doggie

Aren't We All

Locked Down In A Cell

Thinking Of Ways To Ball

On Call

Torpedo With A Gun

I Was Waiting At The Gate

Cuz You Know I'm On One

I'm Bad News

I'll Beat The Shit Out Your Ass

With Ten Camaradas

Selling Coca & Grass

You Ain't Got No Status

So How You Wanna Ball?

I'm A Jail-House Lawyer

And I Tax Them All

Disrupt My Business

And You're At My Disposal

Got Priors

Put In Work I'm A Rider

Get Your Cap Peeled

You're A Witness In A Case

You Get A Greenlight

You're A Target For Death

Big Homies Slanging Ink

You Get Tatted For Life

Put Your Varrio On Your Chest

You Get Married To Crime

Do Your Time

Up In Gladiator School

I Got My Cora

Up In Elementary School

So If A Tear Comes Down

The Side Of My Face

Then You Know I'm About To Murder

Ese Up In This Place

La Esquina

For All Times Carnal

Anybody Backstab Me

Snuff 'Em Out Carnal

Outro:

Check It Out

I Got My Homeboy China White

That's Right

I Got My Perro Bandit

What You Vatos Wanna Do

And Like I Said Before

Let's Go Rhyme For Rhyme Ese

What You Got?