[Chours 1: OFI]   Steady steppin like full sureno thug   Grey and blue   [4x)      [Chorus 2: Sancho and Maniac]   Califa Thugs   [3x]      [Silencer]   Thugged out bald head   We the baddest mothafuckas   And we stay ahead   Ain't nobody never ever gonna take my name   Cause if you do then you die, that's the way   Enemies will never last put your glocks away   I'm the baddest mothafucka from around the way   I get a little dizzy when I smoke a J   Fuck a bitch and a hoe like every day   The magical thug, Califa Thug   Silencer is smokin the bud   I put the nine to the eye   Just to show there is no love   And to any mothafucka tryin to take me   Makin money every day   That's what I'm all about   Silencer on a mission   Amunition no competition   Drop a verse to the song with a gangsta rhyme   This mothafucka talk shit like every time   Pull to the side on the gangsta rhymes   Time for me to go and do a little homicide   Enemies are gonna get paralyzed   Everyone is gonna be hypnotized   Silencer is the one that terrorized   When you see come around you better step a side   S-A-N-D-I-E-G-O   Fuckin bitches every day I'm at the studio   I carry my dagger   Somebody's becomin a cadver   I got the money to travel   Nobody's ready to battle   Silencer comin at you   Silencer's gonna snatch you   And pass the marijuana let me take another hit   Cause here I come to blast      [OFI]   Flippin like a mothafucka puttin down   Blazin like a mothafucka smokin a pound   If only mothafuckas could see me now   Laced up in the cut with thugs bumpin loud [Califa Thugs]   I see other fools we know   That kinda shit don't make me numb   OG from the hood South of   Southern Bay cliq for the playas and thugs [Califa Thugs]   You want to rumble with us   Life ain't nothin but a jungle to us   Survival in the streets is a strugle to us   Pass the bud   That's on the real don't be fuckin with us [Califa Thugs]   Alot of mothafucka say my beats are too slow   Smoke too much hindo, sound like a negro   Spit the shit the best west   See fit eat dick all don't know shit   Watchin me as I make a beat   Best leave cause I'm off the heat   Espescialy with scripts like these   Nobody's comin with this much heat   Southside for those who don't know   South Bay Palm Avenue for sure   SD 1-3's for my G's on the streets   Sureno BANGIN Thug flippin on the beat   Like that don't you kinda sound good   Makin you wanna burn some of that wood   Don't hate go ahead speak on it   Bumpin that cut that's me on it      [Mr. Sancho]   Poppin that timmy   Trip with this puto   We headin out through the door   Pop Pop to the glock   Watch all of them putos drop to the floor   We headin to the club lookin for some love   Cause we smokin the bud above the law   Mothafucka never trip when I rack up the clip   Cause I'm spittin my lyrics rough and raw   Livin in the middle of a sin   Mothafucka never grin   When I'm comin with the mack 10   Praw Praw til your body drop   Holes on both sides bustin on a cup a gin   Nobody never wins when you're little rappin   Seein how I've sin    could of locked me in the pen   Or imagine that I'm dead    cause I took one in the head   With the infered to my forhead now we flead   Bodies now lifeless never felt like this   Flash backs of my life   Showin how I acted childish      [Chorus 1 and 2]