Coro: Conejo Damn homie, these vatos they don't
know me Let's ride baby boy cuz I heard they're
coming for me Damn homie, these broads they don't
know me Let's get down baby girl cuz I heard
you're coming for me

Conejo If you aren't from the hood then you get
regulated You go around town saying how Conejo
hated That's the mission fool, to break fools like
you You get banged on by a youngster after school
I show up to the barrio where the Tiny's are deep
In a black Monte Carlo, just me and my dogs I see
the ladies, small waist big ass They wanna freak
on Conejo and take me home Damn homie, baby she
don't know me Got the bedroom eyes looking kind of
lonely Out the backdoor straight into the alley
I'ma show her how I do it and there's nothing to
it And you get more bounce to this lethal ounce
Cuz I got the babydolls perro, drunk and smoked
out You're mad at your girl cuz she don't wanna
come home She wanna party with the gangsters till
the break of dawn

Coro

Conejo You know homie homie that I know the
deal And life on the streets is way too real You
know homie homie that I know the deal And that
three strike law is just too real

Bugsy That's sick, that's that gangster shit
Who got hynas doing their thing, making a grip
Homie homie, nothing but game for the chips Got
them locked and loaded if you wanna trip Hard
times, gotta be strong or there's no surviving
Catch me on the strip bumping oldies, lowriding No
me importa, there's many ways to gain fame Homie
I'm restless until I rest in the grave Blessing
the stage, worldwide they're showing me love
Babydolls at the spot afterwe rocked the club
Street life, gotta cope with this vida Drinking on
aguita, homie sangre de Sedira Let it cruise, full
mags for the haters Wanna see the ladies bounce
and cooking ounces in the craters Gotta serve
these fiends, till the last day I'll ride Homie
homie tried to kill me but you'll never kill my
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Coro

Conejo You know homie homie that I know the
deal And life on the streets is way too real You
know homie homie that I know the deal And that
three strike law is just too real

Bugsy Hold up homie, let me speak to these
hynas VIP section in the club, that's where they
find us She gave a lap dance but wanted to give
more than that Told Bugsy where to meet her and
that was that

Conejo Serio dog, ese hit that too A while back
at the parque, autumn '92 Come on now, I'm from
the City of Angels Gots to get my issue in this
chamber of danger

Bugsy Homie we close shop, just so we open
again Bugsy and Conejo gonna ride to the end Shed
the game, I heard they're coming for me These some
crazy ass streets, it all comes back homie homie

Conejo I'ma bounce, smoke another half ounce
And get the baddest broad cuz I got more clout
Wake up before you get gunned down Conejo and
Bugsy, homie ese ask around

Coro

Conejo You know homie homie that I know the
deal And life on the streets is way too real You
know homie homie that I know the deal And that
three strike law is just too real

Coro

Conejo You know homie homie that I know the
deal And life on the streets is way too real You
know homie homie that I know the deal And that
three strike law is just too real

Conejo Conejo and Bugs That's right homie homie
That's the way it's going down Ya estuvo