Gunshots

[Verse 1: Conejo] I Tried To Close My Eyes And Get Some Sleep When I Heard A Whole Clip Let Off On The Street It Sound Like A Mac Or Maybe A Tec I Jumped Out Of Bed And I Went To Check It Was A Crip On The Block That Got Hit By The 20's As Long As Its Not Me I Ain't Giving A Fuck Or Who They Came For That's What The West Side Like Muthafuckers Don't Like It They Get Killed Tonight Whole Gangs Took Flight On Other Gangs And Every Few Minutes We Heard Them Things So For Instance I Pin Pointed The Distance I Could Tell You Right Now If They Ended Existence Not A Witness But The Streets Is My Business It's Like I'm Doing Physics Checking Missile Ballistics Wanna Risk It Then Bring Your Ass On Down Gangsterville California Body Bagging You Clowns [Hook] I'm Hearing Gun Shots Everywhere That I Go Ese Vatos Out To Handle Do There Dirt In The Zone Serving Zones Of That Raw Ass Blow Ese China White / Tar That Ephedrine Ain't Far I'm Hearing Gun Shots And Fucken Sirens From Cops Ese Helicopters Hover Over Bodys That's Dropped Bop - Bop They Said A Pig Got Popped P.D. Is Out To Kill Us So Them Shots Won't Stop [Verse 2: Conejo] There's Something About That Shady Lp That Muthafuckers Recognize When They Hearing A G I Spit The Rules Of The Game And Checked Some Lames And Everytime I Drop Is What The Album Contain Some Of The Realest Fucken Spoken Word Homie Scarface2 Got You Bagging That Herb Got You Bagging That White Got You Cooking That Ice Muthafuckers Want A 100 We Could Lower The Price More Gun Shots At Your Recording Session Yes I Killed Em But You Get No Confession Fuck With My Lawyer His Name Smith & Wesson I Could Give You A Lesson How To Reach For The Weapon Blauuuuuuuw I Know You Fucken Saw How It Entered His Chest And It Exit His Jaw My Shit Raw Ese Your Son Call Me Pops Ese Popped Em With Glock 94 On The Block [Hook] [Verse 3: Sleepy Malo] I Heard A Shot Just Around My Block Another Shot At The Parking Lot It's Time To Ride Like A Roller Coaster The Next Shot Just Kept Getting Closer Close Enough To Call His Bullshit Bluff Kick The Door My Daughters Run Behind A Hilary Duff Poster Hide Some 50. Cal Coaster Speed Loaders In The Shoulder Hoster Like A Flip Fucking With My Clip I Pull Stunts Like Back Flips And Blow Up Some Shit Crack A Line Just To Pay Far Enough To Fee All I See Is Flashbacks From A War On The Street Back In The Days When I Played Forland In The Mix I Never Seen The Bullets Fly But I Seen How They Hit From The East Side In The P.A.C With Gun Shots On The Cops Don't Mean Shit To Me [Hook] [Outro] Sleepy Malo, You Here Homie?