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

[Verse 1 - Mr.
Now...everybody know what Sancho claims
I got my Southside runnin' through my veins
I'm Califa Thugs and The Low Pro Gang
Now me motherfuckers if you think you can hang
I 'em all, playa haters 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 that you asked to playa us
Commenttatuse, what you by thinkin'
You gonna burn up the
think that I'll be your victim
Because I'll the competition
I'm causin' diseaster but homey you may come faster
Your wifey likes it long and hard now she's me master
Soy Sancho, drinking out the bottle
Don't the payment tres y tero balasos, boom
Leave you in the tomb,
Thinking is right but your destine for doom
Motherfucka, you can't with me
Because I get evil and satinical all in your face
And I don't really a fuck about your homies
Take you down one by one but you all dyin'
Fonies you know you no love
And if you and I catch you then you get fucked up
Cause if your rapping and you wack you get stuck up
Sancho, L-P-G, fool know up, come on

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

[Verse 2 -
Califa everyday, patroling we be the sickest soldados
Silencer and Mr. Sancho and Big
We in position we ready for the war
And all these motherfuckas are ready they all about to get smoked
I'm guns are all to you
So you wanna talk about me you too
Cause ain't nobody gonna fuck with these
Quick to pull a gat an let motherfucka no love
a Low Pro camp, soldado with ammunition
That never get no now we on a mission
Stick a motherfucker with
Southern California be the home of the
Dropping the and scrappin' it to the ground
Califa Thugs with the fifth, the brown
So what you wanna do, you punk
get a motherfucka hit him with 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 away from the juda
The always out to get a motherfucka like me
Nobody wants to fuck this
L-P-G dropping shit
To any one to come and trip
Low Pro won't hesitate to

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