Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back from the Dead, artist - Conejo.
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back from the Dead |
These rap industry bitches wanna talk like |
I ain’t kept the muthafucking game in suspense homie |
See what I’m saying |
Check a muthafucker before you even try question my presence in these streets |
West Los stand up |
I’m here now, I know you heard what I said |
Stay in step muthafucker cause I’m back from the dead |
Homie feel this, this my brand new joint |
I ran up in some cribs just to prove my point |
Got my 38 snub, I’m on hood patrol |
It’s your boy G Rabbs legendary in los |
They call me sensei cause I could show you techniques |
I got a Glock 9 millies, serve dope to the streets |
Killers meet dog, they pulled up in them rovers |
Real heat holders only fucking with boulders |
What it is though, dog you already know |
Dark past grew up fast with the smuggle and coke |
So I’m daring you bitches to try to fucking rob me |
My voodoo witch doctors leave your ass like a zombie |
Smoking chron b, the double Glock H gang |
Ese catch me on the west side, took it back for the fans |
Soon as word hit the streets |
That I was back from the dead |
Little homies running wild putting tats on their heads |
I was exiled but now the rumors return |
Gold chains, diamond rings, the opposition concerned |
Soon as word hit the streets |
That I was back from the dead |
Your bitches got ready, to give me some head |
They some snakes though, I’m not a sucker man |
I’m a fuck with your sluts and send them back to your ass |