Enemies Lyrics

Conejo Enemies

[Frank V]
Consider me another muthufucker under the gun
Saying I ain't the one but what the f..ck have you
done
That bitch you you spun she was under my thumb
She got your ring and weed and everything, under the
sun
You displayed your bitch ways, and I ain't amazed,
homie
Cus lot's of homies act like bitches these days
Hypocritical ways, you committing ah fraud
You need to take your own advice dawg and listen to
God
While I'm hitting your broad, you hitting the rock
If it wasn't for the homies I'll be hitting your
block
You'll be getting the knock, you'll be losing your
conscious
I'll dump the strap wash my hands like punches
F..ck around and get biblical, leave you miserable
Cus I'm critical I'm fictional criminal
And it will forever be, MOB
So we'll forever be enemies endlessly

Enemies, homie die by the dozen
Take ah swig of the 40 while I smoke on ah cousin
Got you buzzin, but to me it ain't nothing
Young trucos big creeper, is what you bumping
Enemies, are everywhere
Suge look in the eyes let me know their scared
It's not fair, it's like I'm taking advantage
On this weak ass bitches doing serious damage

[Conejo]
This goes out to all them ministry fakers
Claiming they got deals and they ain't trying to
take us
I wake up, grab my gat and I go
I ain't never held back and muthufuckers they know
For real though, you could say that shit
For some new born rappers trying to play his shit
You lucky I don't rob you, in front of your whacks
You think I give ah f..ck unload ah clip on your back
It's ah rap, I mummy wrap 'em like birds
Ese rivals they get panicked from just just hearing
my words
And everything I learned ese came from the streets
And everything you heard is cus I'm letting it leak
And you don't understand how it appealed to the
masses
Got the underground locked from your hood to my
block
You f..cking actors, who you trying to sign
Ese I'ma get mine f..ck up all your shine

Enemies, homie die by the dozen
Take ah swig of the 40 while I smoke on ah cousin
Got you buzzin, but to me it ain't nothing
Young trucos big creeper, is what you bumping
Enemies, are everywhere
Suge look in his eyes let me know their scared
It's not fair, it's like I'm taking advantage
On this weak ass bitches doing serious damage

[Malo Back]
I'm coming sharing some gunshots
We bumping my boombox
The gangs the government we're political hard knocks
The crooks the convicts that psycho nonsense
The streets are watching nashalan respondents
My rhythm is poetry they restorming to music
The stress the struggle without my music I lose it
My sanity's limited like the time in an hour glass
Tips of ah blunt the sorry flame turns into ash
I trust nobody nobody ever I'm vicious
Stray malicious this foo's be acting suspicious
I stay connected Malo Back been paid too
Foo's been testing us since the days of grade school
I ride on my own I pack ah black and ah chrome
The jealous are watching it's infrared at the dome
Enemies dropping like the towers in NY
Flawless soldiers Malo Back I'm too fly
South Land