Released on July 11, 2011

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[Intro]

Yeah…

I'm taking this exclusive shit to a whole another level

I got Venom from the ink, up in this mutherfucker

Killing this shit with me

What's up Conejo

You know, seven on the run

And still smashed on the whole punk ass industry

That's right homie handle, let's go


[Verse 1: Conejo]

I roll deep as fuck car shows and clubs

And all my lil homies got them tray eight snubbs

And all them OGs, nothing less than a nine

You could come out loosing ese loose your life

I ain't lying, but we came to drink

And pick up on some bitches, I've been wanting to stick

You know the flip whether ice or whipped

I'm a run up in the spot like a fuckin' pimp

Your lady stripped trying to get my attention

The bitch shot out, so, I gave her detention

Her fat ass friend, her baby's daddy showed up

With seven of his boys in a GMC truck

I forty seven'd that up, I ain't with that noise

A jealous muthafucker wanna raise his voice

I sent him home with the casket closed

His frame decomposed from the lead imposed


[Hook]

I roll deep dog, so, get out of my way

Before them killers let loose from them fuckin' AK's

No other way, you better do as I say

Or find your ass got in the city of graves

I roll deep dog, so, get out of my way

Before them killers let loose from them fuckin' AK's

No other way, you better do as I say

Or find your ass got in the city of graves


[Verse 2: Venom]

Gangsters roll deep like surenos on the yard

Ese gotta pack heat for enemies who act hard

Been a soldier for the H ever since I was young

A soldier of hate with the barrel of my gun

Insignificant others, why even fuckin' bother

When Venom's on the mic? Don't you cry for your mother?

Did I studder? Leave your ass in the gutter

AK going off like a muthafuckin' drummer

Estamos listos and off the perico

Masacres going down, when I rolls with my people

Bien dicho, ya de muerto que miedo

'Cause en el campo santo, tu espirito ciego

Either way, crime waves don't decay

With heroin in my veins ese never got straight

Just crooked, so, fuck the LAPD

And all them ice agents trying to get with me


[Hook]

I roll deep dog, so, get out of my way

Before them killers let loose from them fuckin' AK's

No other way, you better do as I say

Or find your ass got in the city of graves

I roll deep dog, so, get out of my way

Before them killers let loose from them fuckin' AK's

No other way, you better do as I say

Or find your ass got in the city of graves


[Verse 3: Conejo]

Down here, it's penitentiary trips

Come back after five, it's the same ol' shit

The corner store on the first of the month

Got the lil' homies serving to all of them clucks

You never know with them blood clot snitches

Dog hating on a player with the fly ass bitches

I ain't tripping, I'm with all of my troops

I keep the cigarillo filled with exotic kush

The .50 Caliber Eagle is tailor made

One shot to your dome could lead to a raid

On my G shit 'cause homie I done it

Bounce back from a lose like muthafucker I run it

With the business of burring coffins

Wars over meth with the cartel bosses

I suggest that you abort that mission

Rolling deep with the homies, caravans is dipping


[Hook]

I roll deep dog, so, get out of my way

Before them killers let loose from them fuckin' AK's

No other way, you better do as I say

Or find your ass got in the city of graves

I roll deep dog, so, get out of my way

Before them killers let loose from them fuckin' AK's

No other way, you better do as I say

Or find your ass got in the city of graves


[Bridge: Conejo & Venom]

Did I studder?

AK going off like a muthafuckin' drummer

Did I studder?

AK going off like a muthafuckin' drummer

Did I studder?

AK going off like a muthafuckin' drummer

Did I studder?

AK going off like a muthafuckin' drummer


[Outro]

It's like this homie, all around the world

They know about that HPS muerto fin drug cartel, killing muthafuckers

Making money all day everyday

Arigato