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*** Chorus 1 and 2 said same ***

(CHORUS 1 OFI)
Steady steppin like full thug
and blue

(CHORUS and Silencer)
Thugs

(Silencer)
Thugged out heads
We the mothafuckas
And we ahead
Aint nobody never ever take my name
if you do then you die, thats the way
Enemies will never last put your away
Im the baddest muthafucka around the way
I get a little dizzy when I a J
Fuck a bitch and a hoe every day
The thug, Califa Thug
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to show there is no
And to any tryin to take me out
Makin money day
Thats what Im all
Silencer on a
no competition
Drop a verse to the song with the gangsta
Muthafuckas talking shit every time
Pull up to the side on the gangsta
Time for me to go do a little
Enemies are gonna get
Everyone is gonna be
Silencer is the one terrorized
When you see come around you better step a

Fuckin every day at the studio
I my dagger
Somebodys cadaver
I got the money to
ready to battle
Silencer at you
is gonna snatch you and
pass the marijuana let me another hit
Cause here I come to you

(OFI)
like a mothafucka puttin it down
Blazin a mothafucka smokin a pound
If only mothafuckas see me now
Laced up in the cut thugs bumpin loud
I see fools we know
That kinda shit dont make me
OG from the hood of
Southern Bay click full of and thugs
You want to rumble us
Life nothin but a jungle to us
on the streets is a struggle to us
the bud
Thats somethin real be fuckin with us
Alot of mothafucka say my beats are too
Smoke too much indo, sound a negro
Imma the shit the best west
See fit eat yall dont know shit
me as I make a beat (uhhh)
Best leave Im off the heat
specially scripts like these
Nobodys comin with much heat
Southside for who dont know
South Bay Palm fa sho
SD 1-3 for my Gs on the
Sureno bangin Thug flippin on the
Like that dont you kinda good
you wanna burst homie that would
Dont go ahead speak on it
Bumpin cut thats 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 drop to the
We headed to the club for some love
Cause we the bud above the law
Mothafucka trip when I rack up the clip
Cause Im spittin my rough and raw
Livin in the of a sin
Mothafucka grin
When Im comin the Mack 10
Pop Pop til your drop
homies will stop bustin on a cup a gin
Nobody never wins when youre rappin
how Ive sin could of locked me in the pen
Or imagine Im dead cause I one in the head
With the to my forhead now we flead
Body now lifeless never felt this
Flash of my life
Showin how I acted

(CHORUS 1 AND 2)