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*** Chorus 1 and 2 same time ***

(CHORUS 1 OFI)
Steady like full sureno thug
Grey and

(CHORUS and Silencer)
Califa

(Silencer)
out bald heads
We the baddest
And we ahead
Aint never ever gonna take my name
Cause if you do you die, thats the way
Enemies will never last put your glocks
Im the baddest muthafucka from the way
I get a little when I smoke a J
a bitch and a hoe like every day
The magical thug, Califa
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to show is no love
And to any muthafucka tryin to me out
Makin money day
Thats Im all about
on a mission
Ammunition no
Drop a to the song with the gangsta rhymes
Muthafuckas talking like every time
Pull up to the side on the gangsta
for me to go do a little homicide
Enemies are gonna get
Everyone is gonna be
is the one that terrorized
When you see come around you better step a

Fuckin bitches day at the studio
I my dagger
Somebodys becomin
I got the to travel
Nobodys to battle
comin at you
Silencer is snatch you and
pass the marijuana let me another hit
Cause here I to blast you

(OFI)
like a mothafucka puttin it down
Blazin like a mothafucka smokin a
If only mothafuckas see me now
Laced up in the cut with thugs bumpin
I see other fools we
That kinda shit dont make me
OG from the hood of
Southern Bay full of playas and thugs
You want to with us
Life aint but a jungle to us
Survival on the is a struggle to us
the bud
Thats real dont be fuckin with us
Alot of mothafucka say my are too slow
Smoke too indo, sound like a negro
Spit the shit the best west
See fit eat dick dont know shit
me as I make a beat (uhhh)
Best leave Im off the heat
specially with scripts like
Nobodys comin this much heat
for those who dont know
South Bay Avenue fa sho
SD 1-3 for my Gs on the
Sureno bangin flippin on the beat
Like that dont you kinda sound
you wanna burst homie that would
Dont go ahead speak on it
Bumpin that cut me on it

(Mr. Sancho)
Poppin timmy
Trip with puto
it headin out through the do'
Pop Pop to the go ahead
Watch all of them putos to the flo'
We headed to the club lookin for some
we smokin the bud above the law
Mothafucka trip when I rack up the clip
Cause Im spittin my lyrics and raw
Livin in the of a sin
Mothafucka grin
Im comin with the Mack 10
Pop Pop til your body
homies will never stop on a cup a gin
Nobody never wins when youre little
how Ive sin could of locked me in the pen
Or imagine Im dead cause I took one in the
the infrared to my forhead now we flead
Body now lifeless felt like this
Flash of my life
Showin how I acted

(CHORUS 1 AND 2)