[Intro]

Yeah, got my boy Spanky Loco up in this bitch

That's right, Notorious Enemy

The Real 310 West collaboration, yeah muthafuckas

That's right, it's the way we doing this shit

Check this out homie, West Side

[Verse 1: Conejo]

I fed 'em plomo, when I seen his tat

Muthafucka try to bang til they seen this thang

He got a seizure, and then he started to stutter

So with no hesitation but I thought of his mother

Open casket, is the best I could do

While his two older brothers from the pen were due

They vowed to vengeance and my namе came up

They tried to sеt my ass up, with some bitches I fuck

They fucking crazy, and they've been gone too long

While they was doing time, I was all in the grind

Getting mine, and doing major work

Ese automatic weapons and the streets berserk

That's how I lurk, with a sinister smirk

Ese black beanie, locs, and my face on my shirt

Do your dirt, razor run your ass up

Or let the Bandit beat play, the melodies in the truck

[Chorus]

These death notes, they getting hazardous dog

Ese música asesina stay possessing my thoughts

Say what you want, I got 'em loc'd in the zone

Ese late night slippin' he got served on the phone

The smell insane though, like that potent ganja

Decapitate your corpse, they'll never find ya

Astound ya, how we so profound

Intoxicated off the dust, grip the chrome for a pow

[Verse 2: Conejo]

I was parked at the dead end, just me and my bitch

LAPD undercovers, they spotted my shit

The moment they've been waiting for, oh so long

I gripped the four-five chrome, and my reach is long

They pulled up on my side and hit me up

Ese where you from? And I gave it up

They hit me in the chest, I was wearing a vest

I lead three off, and hit bitch in the neck

Two paralyzed pigs, I heard 'em squeal

They crashed in to a truck, I heard some carwheels peel

I was out a winner, pass the gat to my bitch

Cadillac el dorado came to finish the hit

They shit twice, I drove away in a hurry

Ese lil homies filmed it just incase there's a jury

Crooked cops, they tried to come on the block

Disguised as a rival trying to test my survival

[Chorus]

These death notes, they getting hazardous dog

Ese música asesina stay possessing my thoughts

Say what you want, I got 'em loc'd in the zone

Ese late night slippin' he got served on the phone

The smell insane though, like that potent ganja

Decapitate your corpse, they'll never find ya

Astound ya, how we so profound

Intoxicated off the dust, grip the chrome for a pow

[Verse 3: Spanky Loco]

Ask about that situation but you wanna meet up

Cali's ain't so vengeful, they really ain't regretful

Talking bout taxation, so buster ain't gonna last

They should've paid attention, instead of fucking around in class

Examples for the busters, don't question the authority

Now it's at a boiling point, they wishing they ain't knowing me

Cigarillo on my lip, C-O-N put in the clip

'83 on lifts, bitch hell yeah that's my shit

I'm down for the drama, when I'm part of the set

Ain't no bending rules, how we said it is how we meant it

Eight in your temple, when busters get involved

Hell yeah we hit 'em harder every time we get that call

Foos know we're serious, we do that right

An enemy come out and want some, then might just die tonight

Never show 'em mercy, it's just part of the code

Spanky Loco y El Conejo making all this shit unfold

[Chorus]

These death notes, they getting hazardous dog

Ese música asesina stay possessing my thoughts

Say what you want, I got 'em loc'd in the zone

Ese late night slippin' he got served on the phone

The smell insane though, like that potent ganja

Decapitate your corpse, they'll never find ya

Astound ya, how we so profound

Intoxicated off the dust, grip the chrome for a pow