no Comin' Back - L.A. Gangsters, Lil Cuete, Conejo

Oh Yeah, G Muthafucken Rabbit Up In This Bitch

This Beat Sound Hard Homie

All You Out Of Town Muthafuckers

Looking For Some D

I Got Them Thangs 13−3

You Looking For Some Heat?

You Come See Me

The Angel Of Death

I’m From That

Homicide Harpys Gang

Ese Big C-Rock

About To Rob That Bank

Ese Piranhas In The Tank

Blaze Up The Dank

L.A. County To The Bay

Riders Know My Rep

All You Punk Ass Rats

I’ll Make Your Hood Collapse

Psychopathic Muthafucka

About To Bust That Mack

You Wanted Drama?

You Couldn’t Handle It

You Weak Ass Bitches

I Dismantle Shit

Drug Game Got Fame

I Don’t Fuck With Lames

Ese No Competitions

When Its Squares Of Caine

And I Transport G’s

All Up In The Stash

Muthafuckers Try To Jack

And They See That Plaque

Fuck Bail

Receive Pounds In The Mail

Drug Enforcement Try To Rush

But They Mission Failed

G Rabbs

The One They Want So Bad

For Them 3 Dead Bitches

In The Desert Sand

No Coming Back From The Grave

And I Ain’t Saying No Names

I Got A Hundred Round Clip

And I’m Headed Your Way

I Only Deal With The Real

Cause We Packing The Steel

Its Cuete, Conejo & Trippalot

We Ready To Kill

I Heard You Opened Your Mouth

Like You Got Something To Say

About That Ese Lil Cuete

V-N-W-K (Norwalk)

Lil Cuete Never Said

A Fucken Word About You

Cause Up In To This Point

I Never Heard About You

But I Ain’t Even Tripping

I Be Ready To Roll

Until The Wheels Fall Off

And That Serio

Cause Homeboy I Get Sick

I Been Thinking A Lot

I Got Love For My Click

So I’ll Die For The Walk

Yeah They Call Me Sick

I Was Brought Up In L. A

Put You On A Track

To Prove I’ll Blow You Away

Its Ese Lil Cuete

And I’m Never Gonna Quit

Cause I Got The Haters Saying

Lil Cuete You’re The Shit

No Coming Back From The Grave

And I Ain’t Saying No Names

I Got A Hundred Round Clip

And I’m Headed Your Way

I Only Deal With The Real

Cause We Packing The Steel

Its Cuete, Conejo & Trippalot

We Ready To Kill

Once I’m In It

Ain’t No Turning Back

Ready With The Strap

Conejo Pushing Em Back

Fuck With Us

And You Gon' Get Cut

Only Real G’s Ride

No Te Aguantas Step Aside

Memories Beat The Streets

And The Cycle Repeats

I Got My Enemies

Wanting Me To D-I-E

But It Ain’t That Easy

This Gangsta Shit Ain’t TV

See People Really Die

When These Bullets Really Fly

Y No Saben Lo Que Pasa

Cuando Ando Con Mi Raza

No Me Crucen, No Me Odien

No Me Pongan Rata

Down Loco Trippalot

About To Let Off Some Shots

Better Think About It Twice

There’s No Coming Back To Life

No Coming Back From The Grave

And I Ain’t Saying No Names

I Got A Hundred Round Clip

And I’m Headed Your Way

I Only Deal With The Real

Cause We Packing The Steel

Its Cuete, Conejo & Trippalot

We Ready To Kill