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*** Chorus 1 and 2 said time ***

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

(CHORUS and Silencer)
Califa

(Silencer)
out bald heads
We the mothafuckas
And we stay
nobody never ever gonna take my name
Cause if you do then you die, the way
Enemies will never last put your glocks
Im the baddest muthafucka from the way
I get a little dizzy when I a J
Fuck a and a hoe like every day
The magical thug, Califa
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
Just to there is no love
And to any muthafucka to take me out
money everyday day
Thats what Im all
Silencer on a
no competition
Drop a verse to the song with the gangsta
talking shit like every time
Pull up to the on the gangsta rhymes
for me to go do a little homicide
Enemies are get paralyzed
Everyone is gonna be
Silencer is the one that
When you see around you better step a side

Fuckin every day at the studio
I my dagger
becomin cadaver
I got the money to
ready to battle
Silencer at you
Silencer is gonna you and
pass the let me take another hit
here I come to blast you

(OFI)
Flippin a mothafucka puttin it down
Blazin a mothafucka smokin a pound
If only could see me now
up in the cut with thugs bumpin loud
I see fools we know
That kinda shit dont me numb
OG from the hood of
Southern Bay click of playas and thugs
You want to rumble us
Life aint nothin but a to us
Survival on the is a struggle to us
the bud
Thats somethin real dont be fuckin us
Alot of mothafucka say my beats are too
too much indo, sound like a negro
Imma Spit the shit the best
See fit eat dick dont know shit
Watchin me as I a beat (uhhh)
Best leave Im off the heat
with scripts like these
Nobodys comin with this much
for those who dont know
South Bay Avenue fa sho
SD 1-3 for my Gs on the
bangin Thug flippin on the beat
Like that dont you kinda sound
Makes you wanna burst homie would
Dont hate go speak on it
Bumpin that cut me on it

(Mr. Sancho)
Poppin timmy
with this puto
trippin it headin out the do'
Pop Pop to the glock go
Watch all of putos drop to the flo'
We headed to the lookin for some love
we smokin the bud above the law
Mothafucka never trip I rack up the clip
Cause Im spittin my lyrics and raw
in the middle of a sin
Mothafucka grin
Im comin with the Mack 10
Pop Pop til body drop
homies never stop bustin on a cup a gin
Nobody never wins when youre rappin
Seein how Ive sin of locked me in the pen
Or imagine Im cause I took one in the head
the infrared to my forhead now we flead
Body now never felt like this
Flash of my life
how I acted childish

(CHORUS 1 AND 2)