Songtext I put it down von Conejo

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City of angels

1999

I put it down

Verse one)
c-o-n-e-j-o
Im deadly like snow
I go in for the kill
High speed never slow
So you know
I chop it up
Double up my feria
Cause I doesn't give a fuck
You get stuck
When my shank bone crushes
While broads wanna fling
12 rounds in the ring
Lets ride slide
Through the wicked wicked side
Reach for the heat
And homie let them bullets fly
Take me to the feria
Got a hostage in the back
Extreme cold winds
Get your house ram sacked
By me myself
No other than I
Agent armageddon
Let the murders multiply
I'm the most paralyzing
I'm like a blizzard
Anything you need
Make a wish I'm the wizard
Of los
Counter clock wise
Cyclone hurricane
With direct distribution.

(hook/chorus)

(verse two)
Dust to dust
My steal never rust
That's why im shakled down
On this L.A. county bus
High velocity dreams
And sinister grins
In the eye of the storm
In a city full of sin
Toxic doses
That are so profound
Get a wake up call
With extreme withdrawl
From dusk till dawn
I build mine strong
I don't wnna be right
If the barrio is wrong
Cause I gots the glock
For the vatos on the block
So ese tack cover
If you don't whants to drop
I lock it down
It keep the ontarage heated
Mistakes not repeated
All Attempts were succeeded
Indeed
Igot a story to tell
With the mini 14
For this west side tale
Intake
The purest of them all
With a deadly combination
Cause I like them raw.

(hook/chorus)

(verse three)
Got my lady on my mind
But babys looking fine
she's throwing that shit at me
Thinking if im a go get mine
So I do it's done
Got a get myself that issue
Uaually I'd walked
And not even miss you
Homie serio
She must have had a hold
Must have been the way she strip
Must have been the way she rode
I don't know
She got ese in a maze
In a white escalade
Like a venomus snake
I met her at the carshow
Sports arena
Standing with her grils
Next to the el camino
Walked up to me
And ran it down
Called her up that night
Cause I heard she get around
round and round
You no conejo put it down
Smack that ass
Homie never break it down
Im in it to win
From a distance ranging
And when ever I descend
Damage you'll be facing.

(hook/chours)
I put it down
To the ground
I put it down
To the muthafuken ground
I put it down
To the ground
I put it down
To the very last round.

Written by:conejo in the san fernando valle. tarzana,C
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Recorded and produced by:bandit at the eternal lab. van nuys,C
A
Mixed by:anne catalino at paramoumt studios. Hollywood,CA
Mastered by: mark regan at d.a.s. sherman oaks,C
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(hook/chorus)

(verse two) 
Dust to dust 
My steal never rust 
That's why im shakled down 
On this L.A. county bus 
High velocity dreams 
And sinister grins 
In the eye of the storm 
In a city full of sin 
Toxic doses 
That are so profound 
Get a wake up call 
With extreme withdrawl 
From dusk till dawn 
I build mine strong 
I don't wnna be right 
If the barrio is wrong 
Cause I gots the glock 
For the vatos on the block 
So ese tack cover 
If you don't whants to drop 
I lock it down 
It keep the ontarage heated 
Mistakes not repeated 
All Attempts were succeeded 
Indeed 
Igot a story to tell 
With the mini 14 
For this west side tale 
Intake 
The purest of them all 
With a deadly combination 
Cause I like them raw.

(hook/chorus)

(verse three) 
Got my lady on my mind 
But babys looking fine 
she's throwing that shit at me 
Thinking if im a go get mine 
So I do it's done 
Got a get myself that issue 
Uaually I'd walked 
And not even miss you 
Homie serio 
She must have had a hold 
Must have been the way she strip 
Must have been the way she rode 
I don't know 
She got ese in a maze 
In a white escalade 
Like a venomus snake 
I met her at the carshow 
Sports arena 
Standing with her grils 
Next to the el camino 
Walked up to me 
And ran it down 
Called her up that night 
Cause I heard she get around 
round and round 
You no conejo put it down 
Smack that ass 
Homie never break it down 
Im in it to win 
From a distance ranging 
And when ever I descend 
Damage you'll be facing.

(hook/chours) 
I put it down 
To the ground 
I put it down 
To the muthafuken ground 
I put it down 
To the ground 
I put it down 
To the very last round.

Written by:conejo in the san fernando valle. tarzana,C
A 
Recorded and produced by:bandit at the eternal lab. van nuys,C
A 
Mixed by:anne catalino at paramoumt studios. Hollywood,CA 
Mastered by: mark regan at d.a.s. sherman oaks,C
A