[Chorus: Lil Rob] Califa Thugs............. Califa Thugs be rollin rollin
[Youngster] Dropped out with the double pump Comin at you with the Krazie Bone Gotta be the sickest little rapper With the rhymes and the bigger team Never question the way Richie rolls Can't you see, eat a fat dick you hoe We still gonna travel you can't stop us Doin what the shit we wanna do With my bullets in your spine Fuck a bitch or two Be the streets thats comin at you Better watch your dome Cause the bicthes jackin be mean So once again it's on It's the Youngster comin at you With the visions of a double drop of crack Layin bustas on thier backs Just bleedin for survival It's the mothafuckin Lil Youngster Comin at your with your mothafuckin rival Plus the 5-0 is a no-no fuck the po-po And I know so As I'm cruisin down with my lo-lo With the locs on my kid Pickin up a check with what's the name On it
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[Lil Rob] Hollow point valas 64 Impalas Hienas wanna call us Cause we be the ballas Lookin at you through the tint of my lids I don't get intimidated Even when you're with your friends And you begin to disapear Cause you know what You're never gonna reapear Cause you gotta Put your life in gear Gotta make it real clear Get intoxicated so you won't be able to stear Crusin, smilin down the blouavard With the hienas always wildin Got the cuete ready with the safety off That's a warnin for you haters Don't piss me off Hittin switches on your playa hatin bitches Fallin to the ground now that ass is dead Rollin on D's while we rollin another dub Come and get high with these Califa Thugs
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[Silencer] Silencer.... orginal Enemies lay dead with the bullet holes Ain't nobody in the world gon takes us out Can't you see we don't fuck around Baggy pants creased up with the locs San Diego West Coast Makin money all day we don't stop Hit the switches to make it hop Pelones smokin marijuana In the 6-3 Impala I won't never ever trust no bitches And I leave my enemies with stiches This is the way it goes Silencer from the 19 0 4 Silencer's your Peloncito And I like it when you call me papacito
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[Youngster] Dropped out with the double pump Comin at you with the Krazie Bone Gotta be the sickest little rapper With the rhymes and the bigger team Never question the way Richie rolls Can't you see, eat a fat dick you hoe We still gonna travel you can't stop us Doin what the shit we wanna do With my bullets in your spine Fuck a bitch or two Be the streets thats comin at you Better watch your dome Cause the bicthes jackin be mean So once again it's on It's the Youngster comin at you With the visions of a double drop of crack Layin bustas on thier backs Just bleedin for survival It's the mothafuckin Lil Youngster Comin at your with your mothafuckin rival Plus the 5-0 is a no-no fuck the po-po And I know so As I'm cruisin down with my lo-lo With the locs on my kid Pickin up a check with what's the name On it
[Chorus] [2x]
[Lil Rob] Hollow point valas 64 Impalas Hienas wanna call us Cause we be the ballas Lookin at you through the tint of my lids I don't get intimidated Even when you're with your friends And you begin to disapear Cause you know what You're never gonna reapear Cause you gotta Put your life in gear Gotta make it real clear Get intoxicated so you won't be able to stear Crusin, smilin down the blouavard With the hienas always wildin Got the cuete ready with the safety off That's a warnin for you haters Don't piss me off Hittin switches on your playa hatin bitches Fallin to the ground now that ass is dead Rollin on D's while we rollin another dub Come and get high with these Califa Thugs
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[Silencer] Silencer.... orginal Enemies lay dead with the bullet holes Ain't nobody in the world gon takes us out Can't you see we don't fuck around Baggy pants creased up with the locs San Diego West Coast Makin money all day we don't stop Hit the switches to make it hop Pelones smokin marijuana In the 6-3 Impala I won't never ever trust no bitches And I leave my enemies with stiches This is the way it goes Silencer from the 19 0 4 Silencer's your Peloncito And I like it when you call me papacito
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