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What's up
We're just up here in the studio dumping tracks
Hard tracks, soft tracks, gangster tracks, smoking tracks
We gotta kick a to tell these motherfuckers
How we everyday life in Dago
So why don't you bring motherfucker in

That's what I'm talking
Some gangsta
Some everyday funk
You know up Vicious
How we get high,
Just peep the of the sick

From the dark side of SD, you all me as the Sombra
motherfuckers like a cobra
Hold the fuck up if you think you're ride
With this young money making banging in the Westside
Till I die, I'm gonna be
For raps, applying weed, and busting caps on my foes
In state of mind, but can you blame a fool
I already made a million dollars and never high school
I cool until a motherfucker tests me
Tripping of sensi, leave body messy, Smith and Wessy
Won't let me sleep, she's quick to
On any motherfucker thinking he's creeping, no bullshit
So hit the joint, hold it in and pass it to the
Make a phony feel like it's his last breath
Fast death when you step out of
Straight out the 619 gangsters keep it live
At any time so check nuts when you're heading five south
'cause the money making schemes is what it's all

x2]
It's the one man battalion bringing all the
Come around my block and the tension from the cold stare
Beware you come to the 619
Where do time for violent crimes

I rhymes for the bangers, blast at these haters
Drink alize and smoke with true players
Fakers better hide they come to the Westside
Another victim to a homicide
It's Mr. Shadow putting it down for
I'm a motherfucking soldier, one word and it's on
Bring it on if you to
You better blast or your heart is stop soon
Make room for the Mr. that one hurting fools like blisters
Watch as I ya and hit ya, God bless ya
I tried to tell you little not to test my skills
Now you're calling up the dentist for a new
the pain when I storm like the rain
I smoke Mary Jane and I to gang bang
Hang with my dogs, break laws
Take up all odds and on all frauds
When duty calls you know it's a must
To bust on any that you don't trust
on

x2]

Pay attention, interrupt or get jumped on
San Diego is the city that I come from
California, the State is
Thirty eight with hollow points is what I'm holding
Smoking weed my lungs bleed, I need a breather
Underneath the seed I got a baggy of reefer
Leave a motherfucker numb the fumes
Of this drug that I abuse and that I need to use like
No clues to check me down, so hoping
Hope you have a better chance of finding your lady poked
Ain't that a bitch, a little dog chasing it's own
It's on my enemy with the WT cartel
Clientele keep coming, Dago's wanted
For all the fucking and those riots that I started
Charted number one on the top ten
All because I roll with bald headed balling
Crucifix from the rear view mirror
Oh the ride when we slide, I am superior

x2]

So that's basically the way it goes in Dago
And if you can't take the heat stay the fuck out of my
You petty minded
We rules, and you fools
AP-10s, nine millimeters and 38-snubs