Lyrics Puffing P Dogs - Conejo

Puffing P Dogs

Mac-11
Getting chips again
The curse is over
So let me in
Cause ain’t no regal
To this orchestra
Orchestrate the fucken torture boy
I’m in the zone
And I stand alone
That’s a test of time
To the shit I’m on
That’s how you want it?
I’m way beyond it
Dawg I just came back
To put your ass up on it
I’m backed up
And give you a sample
That’s dope in the needle
Morphine will catch you
By the drug incuevo
Somebody take 'em off
And put his ass in the bathroom
That’s a training day scene
But it finished different
Cause 1 week later your reported missing
Bop bop bop on that walk by shit
Homie this my brand
That notorious shit
And I’m puffing
On a P dog
This my cause
Homie I’m the king of
Los Angeles
These weak muthafuckas can’t handle this
So I’m puffing
On a P dog
Blowing out the smoke
Cause you just dream of things
That can’t be done
But I make 'em happen
With a loaded gun
Play a beat
The mess you in
Ski mask boy
Here to fatally win
I tell you how
I’m the quickest to blast
I’m built to last
And that’s a fact
They say I’m back
To deliver
Cus I’ve been putting bodies
In the fucken river
They just ramble
When they spit
Ese I go Rambo
With that gangster shit
From the day
Till the fucken night
You don’t add up cus your math ain’t right
I’m so high
When I’m on the set
Ese that’s codeine
Loco mix with meth
I’m on a jet
To destruction your building
You see me coming at you
Trying to run last minute
I could knife you
Till you bleed out dead
Execute you on the spot
Put a hole in your head
And I’m puffing
On a P dog
This my cause
Homie I’m the king of
Los Angeles
These weak muthafuckas can’t handle this
So I’m puffing
On a P dog
Blowing out the smoke
Cause you just dream of things
That can’t be done
But I make 'em happen
With a loaded gun