CALIFA_THUGz LYRICz

CALIFA THUGZ- THIS IS FOR THE RIDERZ

Feat. Mr. Sancho, Royal T and "OG" Spanish Fly

{Mr. Sancho}
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets
Don't give a fuck if you're bringin heat
Close your windows lock your doors
Cause it's Sancho who you'll meet
Bitch, made look rich with those fake ass tits
But do some thing with those zits
Cause I don't like all of it
Ain't it a trip
These bitches love suckin this dick
I stick in their ass and penetrate their clit
Viscious when it comes to luscious pussy
All these bitches wanna fuckin do me
Haters always out there tryin to fool me
But then again they did nothin to me
Oh we, this is the stelo
Bringin the heat
Burnin your ass down like a tree
Cause enemigas wanna see
All of the drama that I be
Eh, ese ese stop fuckin around ese
Stompin ya on the ground
Puttin it down for the 619

{Chorus: Royal T}
This is for the riderz {riders}
You know
This is for the Low Profilerz {Low Profilerz}
Riderz {riderz}
You know
This is for the Low Profilerz {Low Profilerz}
{3x}

{Silencer}
Thugged out bald head
The Silencer is creepin out of the coffin
Once again so fuck a friend ese
You see in the streets of California
There's no fuckin around
When you see me come around
You better stay in town
This is it homie
I put it down for San Diego
All the homies got a 40
And I grot the bow and arrows
One the 6-2 cruise the Avenue
All the bitches yell my name
When I'm on the Avenue
What's up now can't you see I'm in the mix
With a fine hiena with the big ol tits
This is life in SD and this is how it goes
All the hienas wanna see The Silencer at car shows
6-1-9 is the place to be
Makin money all day and I kick it with my G's
Smoke the Mary Jane to relax my mind
And I reminise of the crazy times

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{"OG" Spanish Fly a.k.a. Maniac}
It's Maniac on a track with Califa Thugs {Whoa Whoa}
We on hit with a clip give a fuck who shows love {You know}
Cause I'm rollin down the mothafuckin block {The block}
Dodgin the haters cock blockers and the cops
And a vato like me's gonna show no remoarse
When I grab this microphone
A pistol grip and fuck a horse
I ain't trippin off a bitch
They ain't trippin off me
I just do what I gotta do
Make music for the streets
Keepin it gangsta all the time
With a sick minded mentality and a rhyme
With a pen and a paper
Tape in the deck
Watch me drop shit
Like a babies off sex
See my pocket's fat
Like bags of stress
Tossin up my shit
Screamin fuck the rest
So don't trip cause you hear me bumpin
Rollin down Highland
With this track forever dumpin

CALIFA THUGZ- SURENO THUGZ

feat. Mr. Sancho
*** Chorus 1 and 2 said same time ***

[Chours 1: OFI]
Steady steppin like full sureno thug
Grey and blue
[4x]

[Chorus 2: Sancho and Maniac]
Califa Thugs
[4x]

[Silencer]
Thugged out blad 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 all 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
MothafUCka talk shit like every time
Pull to the side on the gangsta rhymes
Time for me to go to 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 none
 
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 f**kin with us [Califa Thugs]
Alot of mothafUCka say my beats are too slow
Smoke too much indo, 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 Thug flippin on the beat
Like that don't you kinda sound good
Makin you wanna bounce homie that would
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 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]

CALIFA THUGS- THUGZ IN US

[OFI]
Who I be that SD G
Pretty sure all mothafUCkas know me
Every single time and time again
Been known for that flippin ass rhymin
South of A is where I lay
Growin up in the streets of California
This is how we sway
Especially when you see us puffin on goncha
All day every day
Everybody wanna sip some Aleazy
Shit all day every day
Man don't they know that shits I play
True to life thugs don't give a fUCk
You'll never find us clearly stuck
If we don't have enough, just jack a truck
Full of that beer we scandelous

[Chorus 1: OFI [Mr. Sancho]
There's a thug in us
[When we're drunk and high]
There's a thug in us
When we're on Southside
There's a thug in us
[When we're mobbin right]
There's thug in us
[That's thug for life]

[Chorus 2: Mr. Sancho]
What do you mean
Cali's up in the scene
 
We're droppin lyrics on em
Cause we're makin the green
[2x]

[Silencer]
Silencer comin at you
From the Low Profile
Find a little bitch gonna make it wild
Anybody wanna test then I'm gonna blast
Comin at you like an avalanch
We're never gonna die just multiply
Anybody wanna cruise til they get to ride
Look into my eyes so I never lie
And we're gonna have fun in the 619
With a vato like me
Cause we're gonna bong
Everybody say my name
When I'm in the song

[Mr. Sancho]
Bitches smilin, Low Profile
Cruisin down Highland
On a Sunday Night and
Gotta be able to full fill the need
Gotta smoke a little weed
No more ecstacy
Has to be legal
While we cruisin in a regal
Tok a little smoke
Now we're gonna act illegal

[Chorus 1]

[Chorus 2]

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