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letra de psycho - huero snipes

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[intro: conejo]
huero snipes, whats up homeboy?
let me jump on this sh-t first
let me go ahead and get busy

[verse 1: conejo]
i was in the trap
before they called it that
ese young in the calles
with them 2 black macs
rraaaaa
that’s connect the dots
you ain’t welcomed around here
fool i’m king of the block
the terror suspect
is what i am
ese me vs. me
in a f-cking tank
its routine
i’m sent in to clean
and get rid of these vatos
in the way of my green
i’m milimental
in the k!lling fields
a long trench coat
helping me conceal
you know the deal
that i made
with the dark evil spirits
homie deep in my cave
so that’s why
ain’t no holding me back
its presidential status
got you under attack
fool i’m wild

with some bad drug habits
i could put you in a casket
when i cross my h-ll

[hook: conejo]
i’m psycho
and the west is home
all the feds raid on
in the sky they got drones
but the zone
is under our control
ese beating up on my lames
for theatrical roles
i’m psycho
that mean the trigger get pulled
on a shystie m-th-f-cker
thinking i’m a get fooled
i was schooled
in the hood foreal
with them narcotic murders
like we deep in brazil

[verse 2: huero snipes]
let me take you back
to the early 90’s
we was all about shootin’
wasn’t worried about grinding
we pulled up jumped out
made em feel the fury
rolling 2 deep
lil locs gettin’ dirty
time is of the essence
military lessons
my eyes didn’t close
when i blast with the wesson
times been hard
but your boy learned to hustle
sittin’ on the block
just flexing these muscles
murder & mayhem
diagnosed as psycho
i been around these streets
from the block to the eiffel
my gang files long
my paper be stretching
we’re now going ham
in the middle of the intersection
life moving fast
so i smoked to ease the mind
but the dope still movin’
got the paper on incline
used to mob on m-th-f-ckers
just trying to eat
not to succ-mb to the pressure
when you living in the streets

[hook 2: conejo]
we psycho
and the west is home
all the feds raid on
in the sky they got drones
but the zone
is under our control
ese beating up on my lames
for theatrical roles
i’m psycho
that mean the trigger get pulled
on a shystie m-th-f-cker
thinking i’m a get fooled
i was schooled
in the hood foreal
with them narcotic murders
like we deep in brazil

[verse 3: huero snipes]
they could never understand
what we went through
fathered by the streets
every hustler on the block
just trying to compete
hopeless & heartless
trigger finger restless
my life in slow motion
like i drank up all of texas
mind all screwed up
i’m looking for attention
black hoodie on
when i brandish my smith & wesson
the city’s like a jungle
walking round like you a lion
some get to talkin’
now the feds all spying
vida de lokero
the hood named me huero
sitting at the table
cutting up a whole elbow
push me i’m squeezing
this veteran is seasoned
i been droppin’ suckas
like no longer breathin’
the blocks made us like this
but some didn’t make it
that’s part of the lifestyle
while cowards ill-strate it
we keep the blocks thunderin’
we keep the police wonderin’
psycho & deadly
m-th-f-cker where you from?

[hook: conejo]

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