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

[Chours 1:
Steady steppin like full thug
and blue

[Chorus 2: Sancho and
Califa

Thugged out heads
We the mothafuckas
And we ahead
Ain't nobody ever gonna take my name
Cause if you do then you die, the way
Enemies will last put your glocks away
I'm the baddest mothafucka from the way
I get a dizzy when I smoke a J
Fuck a bitch and a hoe every day
The magical thug, Califa
Silencer is the bud
I put the to the eye
to show there is no love
And to any tryin to take me out
money everyday day
That's I'm all about
on a mission
Amunition no
Drop a verse to the song a gangsta rhyme
talk shit like every time
Pull to the side on the gangsta
Time for me to go do a little
Enemies are gonna get
Everyone is be hypnotized
Silencer is the one terrorized
When you see around you better step a side

Fuckin every day I'm at the studio
I carry my
becomin a cadver
I got the money to
Nobody's ready to
Silencer at you
gonna snatch you
And the marijuana let me take another hit
here I come to blast

Flippin like a mothafucka puttin
Blazin like a mothafucka a pound
If only mothafuckas see me now
Laced up in the cut with bumpin loud [Califa Thugs]
I see fools mean mugg
That kinda shit make me none
OG from the hood of
Southern Bay for the playas and thugs [Califa Thugs]
You want to rumble us
Life ain't but a jungle to us
Survival in the is a strugle to us
the bud
That's on the real don't be fuckin with us Thugs]
Alot of mothafucka say my are too slow
Smoke too much indo, sound a negro
Spit the shit the best west
See fit eat dick all know shit
Watchin me as I make a
leave cause I'm off the heat
Espescialy with crips like
Nobody's with this much heat
Southside for those who don't
South Bay Avenue for sure
SD 1-3's for my G's on the
Sureno Thug on the beat
Like that don't you kinda good
you wanna bounce homie that would
Don't hate go speak on it
that cut that's me on it

[Mr.
that timmy
Trip with puto
We out through the door
Pop Pop to the
Watch all of them putos drop to the
We headin to the club lookin for some
Cause we smokin the bud the law
Mothafucka never trip when I rack up the
Cause I'm spittin my lyrics and raw
Livin in the of a sin
never grin
When I'm comin with the 10
Praw til your body drop
on both sides bustin on a cup a gin
Nobody never wins when you're rappin
Seein how sin could of locked me in the pen
Or imagine I'm dead cause I took one in the
With the to my forhead now we flead
now lifeless never felt like this
Flash backs of my
Showin how I childish

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