Conejo - Coins Like Judas lyrics

I put 'em on when he came home from prison
He opened up the door
And ice pounds were given this a gift
From the neighborhood cookers
As he walked towards the room
He seen the hookers
Guess the party never stop
Never got with the program
He was moving ounces as well sniffing a gram
That's bad for business
That's on him if he profit's
I speak a dealers future
Like if I was a profit before we knew it
He was hooked on the product
He was getting sloppy with the opium prob
Don't try to stop me was the attitude
Muthufucker had forgot no more gratitude
He stole drugs then put us all at risk
He'll pay for his mistakes
That's the code, that's it
If they ask what happened
Nod my head like nothing ese vato got snuff
Cause he was out there clucking

For some coins like Judas he sold me out
In the end he got served
For going that route that's what it's bout
Out here in the calles
If you ain't making money
Es mejor que te cayes if you a snake
You better spit that venom
And hope that I die and my family cry
Cus if I don't i'll be back with a vengeance
In my fucing El Camino wth a souped engine

He came to my house
And I could see in your eyes
By the way you looked around
At my chronic supply that you was hatin'
How dare you debate me
Muthufucker seen the heat
And he knew no play
There's always jealous people
Want what you have ese wifey's off limit's
I was waist on the ab don't know the half
Don't even look her way
This is grown man shit
She got nothing to say
So you waited, till I was away
To come by the crib to make your play
My sister saw you and confronted your ass
Rabbs not home and called me up in a flash
So now you buried there ain't no denying
That sheisty muthufukers
Are the ones that be dying
Like this one, that disrespected my lady
And all of my children
Motherfucker you crazy

For some coins like Judas he sold me out
In the end he got served
For going that route that's what it's bout
Out here in the calles
If you ain't making money
Es mejor que te cayes if you a snake
You better spit that venom
And hope that I die and my family cry
Cus if I don't i'll be back with a vengeance
In my fucing El Camino wth a souped engine