[Trisha Takasuki]  Now city attorney James Hahn has slapped 33 members  of the Harpys with a gang afatement law suit  The goal behind the law suit is to take neighborhood  that have been terrorized by members of the Harpys gang    [James Hahn]  This injunction is going to prohibit the Harpys from  operating in public and gathering in groups and intimidating    [Trisha Takasuki]  In Los Angeles, Trisha Takasuki Fox 11 News    [Conejo]  What's up hitchbacks  Venom, Bugsy, Ese Bandit  Soy Conejo  You vatos ready to ride  Where's all my motherfucking killers at  That's right, that's the way it's going down  Vatos better watch your back  Check it out    I wore a glass house to the weed spot  To pick me up a sack so I could smoke to the head  While Box got a beat at the studio that's cracking  I get at this hunny making money from dancing  Call me up when you're off, I'll be laying a verse  It's all about the feria so first thing's first  I get up in the booth and I handle mines  I'm semi-automatic homey rhyme for rhyme  And what that means is that Conejo no joke  I let the pistol barrel smoke then I take me a toke  I get blown, call shots in the zone  Where vatos play for keeps simulating Al Capone  Hit a switch and if anyone trip  See the burban right behind me, it got plenty of clips  Don't slip, I'm here to catch ya  Right between the eyes, bye bye I'ma blast ya    [Chorus]  Let's ride till we lay them down  Bang bang, everybody ese no matter what side  Let's ride till we lay them down  Bang bang, everybody ese no matter what time  Let's ride in a '63 Chevy  Ese vatos breaking down but I hold mine steady  Let's ride in a '49 bomb  I don't wanna be right if the barrio's wrong    Let's ride to see the writting on the wall  Big ass blocks about fifty feet tall  Shaded in, don't know where to begin  Just know I'm in the calles trading sin for sin  Let me in, I'll tell you once that's all  Then I'm kicking in the door with my gauge sawed off  Gun point, I said she's coming with me  Get your things babygirl then jump in the Chevy  I got beats that'll make you got and drop some pills  And I don't think you wanna cross me with your dope fiend skills  Camaradas from all over ese got my back  Break bread with the calles while these others get taxed  They collapse because I'm heavy in weight  I'm fresh out the joint, calisthenics, no weights  Back up, cuz I ain't got no friends  Just twenty five riders in the streets, Dead End    [Chorus]    Vatos hold it down with the shanks and rounds  Tattoo Ink tearing up the town  Then back to the park where the gangsters hang out  Caravaning through the barrio, outsiders get ran up  Say what, there's a high risk factor  Impala '65, let's go jack these rappers  Snappers is what these broads be saying  Cuz vatos from the area ese don't be playing  We be serving every night, get your plate don't wait  Got the big cooking rocks on the block that's hot  Come on dog let's go get this cash  And rob the connection, gotta be quick to blast  To my perros locked down doing time in the pen  Consider this a kite, I'll get at you tonight  And to my faction, all the fallen soldados  I came to put it down ese for all you vatos    [Chorus]    Let's ride  Let's ride homies  Let's handle our business  Let's ride  Vatos don't want none ese  That's right  I wanna say what's up to my homeboy Torrance  Let's ride  San Quintan death row  We ain't forgot about you  Let's ride  All the fallen soldados  Conejo from the City of Angels  I don't wanna be right if the barrio's wrong  Let's ride  And I'm out