Testi:
Street Dogs Locked And Loaded

Locked and loaded one more time Seeing if you can read between my lines As I sing my lover by I keep dreaming of things to say In one ear and it's sit

And life on the streets is way too real You know homie homie that I know the deal And that three strike law is just too real [Conejo] Conejo and Bugs

puss Lima beans drop down and grease your dirty jeans National thunderstorms, step up and find your power Your records hot melt like yogurt and you smell

your blinds If I'm, hard to find take two puffs and pass I stay back but my Benz moved up a class It's Doc and Meth the format is real sickenin Contagious

(scene) Controlling the streets (street) Read fools like a book it's just a g and me 1-3 on my arms cause bodily harm Shut your doors and your windows and

the map was it you don't be silly Will he make the beats up? Nigga what? And 24th Street rip But even blood niggas got dubs on my shit And thug niggas

niggas get pumped Thinkin' you thug and you jump, nigga, you goin' get stomped And we goin' shut this whole thang down Going out with a big bang, pow And

infested puss Lima beans drop down and grease your dirty jeans National thunderstorms, step up and find your power Your records hot melt like yogurt and

and filled with plaques I ain't relaxed or laid back at home with my feet up I drop Pravda, lock and load, heat the streets up You weak fuck Shakin'