YBe (Lil Yogi), Conejo, Spanky Loco - Frustrations lyrics

Talent What Up? YBE, yeah
Check This Out i Got These Demons In My Head
And They Talking To Me Homie
They Like, "Angel Of Death
Tu Ya Sabes Lo Que Tienes Que Aser"
Yeah I Know What I Gotta Do
Its Time To Ride, Let's Go

I'm Creeping Thru The Night
Revenge On My Mind but, I Don't Know
If I Wanna Commit This Crime
Frustrations, I'm Goin' Thru
Frustrations, What Should I Do?
I Got My Nina-9 I'm Ready To Ride
If You Ever Cross The Line
You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn
The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn
If You Ever Cross The Line
You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn
The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn



Welcome To California
These Killas Do Not Give A Fuck
Homie I'm Just Trying To Warn Ya
Watch Every Corner, They Hitting Em Up
We Got The Guns, The Drugs, The Thugs
The Pimps & The Bitches the Gangs, The Kush
The Beautiful Women the Lows Lows & Switches
The Fiends, The Thieves the Crooked Police
And The Fucked Up System
I'm Just Keeping It Real
The Ghetto Is Nothing Like Beverly Hills
My Homies They Ridin'
And They All Got My Back
Enemies Runnin' & Hidin' theres No Survivin'
When Them Guns Clap bang, Bang (187)
Its A Normal Thing In California
Bang, Bang (187)
When The Gangstas Run Up On Ya
I Be Smoking On That Kush
It Got Me Feeling So High
Got Revenge Up On My Mind
Murda Murda Homicide better Run, Run, Run
When You See Me you Better Run, Run, Run
When You See Me cuz Anybodys Quick
To Lose Their Life Any Day
So Think Before You Talk
Better Grab Your Bible & Pray

I'm Creeping Thru The Night
Revenge On My Mind but, I Don't Know
If I Wanna Commit This Crime
Frustrations, I'm Goin' Thru
Frustrations, What Should I Do?
I Got My Nina-9 I'm Ready To Ride
If You Ever Cross The Line
You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn
The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn
If You Ever Cross The Line
You Gon' Feel The Lead Burn
The Lead Burn, The Lead Burn

When I Come With The Thumper
The Skies Get Cloudy
Dope Travel Thru My Vein the Scene Get Rowdy
La Cifra De Muertos elevates
Impactos From The R-15 don't Hesitate
Homie This Live Feed
From The Block Where I Breath
Right Now In The Kitchen
Rocking Quarter Keys en La Sombra Opero
Asi Lo Prefiero c-Roca Got Connects
En El Extranjero and I'm Slangin' That White
On The Grind All Night ese Ritual Dance
At Your Burial Site es Una Guerra De Drogas
En El Mar Te Ahogas
You Could Find Me In The Fields
With The Amapola if Your Bitch Violate
I Whoop That Hoe a Hood Episode
A Reality Show i Play My Cards
Like A Ghetto Star homie All Backstreets
No Boulevards

God Damn, Thats Cool boy Put Away That Tool
Boy Put Some Sense Inside Your Head
Before You End Up On That News
God Damn, Thats Cool boy Put Away That Tool
Boy Put Some Sense Inside Your Head
Before You End Up On That News
Who Trippin'? We Trippy
So Best To Not Be Slippin'
Got That Thing Like Tucked Away
And Get Pulled Out When We Dippin'
High Strung, So Crunk
The Boy Like Hella Stressin'
Ain't Nothin' I Could Tell Em
He Just Contemplatin' With That 3-5-7
Ghetto Swangin', Varrio Dippers
In & Out Just Sippin' Liquor
High Ass Fuck, Yup We Roll
My Other Boy He Outta Control
Mad At The World, Devil Got Em
Sittin' In His Crypt and Sleepin' Short
Broken Glass Everywhere locced To The Brain
Man We Don't Care
Thats The Life, Asi Se Vive
Este Pedo Simon Que Sigue
Yeah We Get It, yeah We Get It
Trucha Boy Foreal We Get It
C-O-N, Locs & Yogi
Spanky Loc Holding On A 40
Thats The Shit That We Go Through
Life Is Crazy, The OG'S Too