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(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight
We southsidin'

1 - Mr. Sancho]
Now...everybody wanna what Sancho claims
I got my blood runnin' through my veins
I'm from Califa Thugs and The Low Pro
Now tell me motherfuckers if you think you can
I broke 'em all, playa that be tryin' to perpatray us
And you try to imitate us, but you duplicate us
So you had to hate us because you fade us
So don't make us slap the bitch you asked to playa hate us
Commenttatuse, what you by thinkin'
You burn up the clippin'
Don't think that I'll be victim
Because I'll the competition
Then I'm causin' but homey you may come faster
Your wifey likes it long and hard now she's calling me
Soy Sancho, drinking out the bottle
make the payment tres y tero balasos, boom
Leave you in the tomb,
Thinking everything is right but your destine for
Motherfucka, you fuck with me
Because I get evil and satinical all in your homey
And I don't really a fuck about your homies
Take you down one by one but you all slowly
you know you gets no love
And if you yappin' and I catch you then you get up
if your rapping and you wack homey you get stuck up
Sancho, L-P-G, fool know up, come on

We southsidin', lowridin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
the day we dyin', dyin'
We southsidin', lowridin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin' lowridin'
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin', lowridin'
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight
We southsidin'

2 - Silencer]
Califa Thugin' everyday, patroling we be the soldados
Silencer and Mr. Sancho and Big
We stand in we ready for the war
And all these motherfuckas are ready they all about to get smoked
I'm standing are all to you
So you wanna about me fuck you too
Cause ain't nobody gonna fuck these Thugs
Quick to pull a gat an let some motherfucka no
It's a Low Pro camp, with ammunition
That never get no now we on a mission
a motherfucker with fileros
Southern California be the of the Sureos
Dropping the Regal and it to the ground
Califa Thugs the fifth, representing the brown
So what you do, you punk bitch
I'll get a motherfucka hit him some sick shit
It's about to go down, I give my a call
And everybody's on the way, it's to go down
And I always keep away the juda
The juda's always out to get a motherfucka me
Nobody wants to fuck this
L-P-G dropping shit
To any one to come and trip
Low Pro won't to spit

We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
the day we dyin', dyin'
We southsidin', lowridin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight lowridin'
'Till the day we dyin',
We southsidin', lowridin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
the day we dyin', dyin'
We southsidin', lowridin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin'
We southsidin'