Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tonite We Go To War, artist - Conejo. Album song Fallen Angel, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.07.2005
Record label: Street Noize
Song language: English
Tonite We Go To War |
| Hey homey |
| Don’t you worry about nada Conejo |
| We’ll be the eyes in the back of your head homey |
| Tattoo Ink homey |
| Come on dog |
| Sun down |
| I declare war on these vatos |
| Check it out |
| Bugsy, assasinate them all |
| Sun down we go to war, we settle scores homey |
| In the way when we spray, hit the floor homey |
| For sure homey, we ain’t playing no games |
| Fill your casket with three bodies then it’s layed in a grave |
| Silly ass catalogues, you’re the type that’s left nameless |
| Need to stay off the streets and stick to entertainment |
| The gates, we’re on some Valentines Massacre shit |
| In too deep, too deep you get your passenger hit |
| Hey dog, these vatos they can’t fade me |
| Bugs, Conejo, and Veneno, we got it locked baby |
| It’s all about pride, gotta hold on to that |
| Or your life and your guns, gotta hold on to that |
| Put a death-hold on the rap or a hole in your back |
| It’s like all out warfare when Western soldiers attack |
| City of Casualties, death to those who oppose |
| A murder case couldn’t stop me, they gotta drop me with holes |
| Tonight we go to war, we settle scores |
| We kick down doors for the money and the whores |
| Anybody say a word, anybody that expose |
| We gonna hang you from a wire so you won’t see anymore |
| Inside cold as war, like a cold ass war |
| Frostbiting bullets, vatos don’t want no more |
| Took cover, in the Los they shoot to kill |
| I know the deal, ese strapped with stainless steel |
| The night started off like this, this hoodrat bitch |
| Tried to set me up, what the fuck is up |
| Shot her homeboys up, click clack bang bang |
| Silence took over the moment then the ruggeds manifested |
| Took off long gun, a hundred lines for the gun, invested |
| My uncare infestation, Venom is retaliation |
| You gets no compensation, buried or creamation |
| Ever since you parted your face has been posted up on a milk carton, |
| ended up missing |
| No pardons or issues since ese died for dissing |
| Who’s next to disappear, disrespect you’ll get neglect |
| Check, don’t let me excavate my teck |
| Tonight we go to war |
| I’m on some block cocaine shit trying to feed the hemp |
| Bugsy, Gato, ese Venom is back |
| We out to gank, supplying hoods with crank |
| That’s the shit I gotta do to fortify the bank |
| You ain’t never met a writter that’s better, quick to pull a strap |
| Hit you like a dose of some uncut smack |
| Nodding out, get you rocked to your socks |
| Not enough time for you to call the cops |
| Cuz how am I gonna make my jefa cry for life |
| On a three strike bid, they better take my life |
| Count one, is a robbery and murder |
| I kill wack MC’s over MPC’s |
| I got bones to my belt, cuz other ways I’d fail |
| Got mail from your bitch when I was sitting in jail |
| Parolee at the gate, they got me high control |
| Cuz everytime that I stroll bodies get found cold |
| That’s right, bodies get found cold homey |
| That’s right homey, what you think |
| Tattoo Ink, you don’t know shit about this game homey |
| Stick to entertainment, we go to war |
| Serio |
| I’ll tell you right now homey, fuck rap |
| Soy Conejo, what you wanna do ese |
| Motherfuckers can’t get in my mind |
| They can’t penetrate |
| I’ll take this motherfucking sistema to a whole motherfucking level |
| On my own |
| What you want ese, what you want |
| Casualty loss at a maximum rate |
| Vatos are dyin |