Letras:
Conejo City Of Angels

Gang affiliation, it's a gang retaliation Case out the joint, then spray the location Cuz what they don't know, that I refuse to disengage Conejo meditating

of all the crimen and the jales I did I need money, I used to be a stick up kid So I think of all the crimen and the jales I did This Conejo right here

beep, I got a page Same damn baby that didn't recall Conejo, Tiny Locos, my placaso on the wall No hay pedo, I caught her on the rebound Coming at Conejo

Imagine that little homey A world without drogas Vatos would get high off of letting teflon bullets fly Till death do us part [Chorus] With the stroke

there is no angel In the City of Angels there ain't no angels Puro vato loco, crazy gang-bangers In the City of Angels there ain't no angels Puro vato