[Silencer]

Silencer comin at you

Comin to snatch you mira

My enemies are gonna die

Como un victima de elsida, killa

I stand alone nobody's able to battle

The Silencer with amuniton

Strappin 7 hollows

Southern Cali be the state

No mistake fuck a fake

And I be the one creepin around

Deigo every day

Makin money every day

You better be stayin up out of my way

So keep away

Silencer is here to stay

Comin and gunnin you runnin

I got amunition with no competition

I got my ambitions I go on a mission

I write the versus on the paper

Never ever trust a fake and that's on the real ese

Enemies are gonna die for talkin shit ese

Baggy pants creased up

And I kick it with my thugs

If you ain't one of us

Then to you there is no love

Makin the rap

Strappin the gat

Silencer is creepin up out of the sight

With a homicide like that

Ready to take you off the map



[Chorus: Low Profile Artist]

Califa Thugs....

Up in the house ese

Califa Thugs....

Will take your money

And your spouse ese

Califa Thugs....

Are gettin drunk

And smokin an ounce ese

Califa Thugs Thugs

Califa Thugs Thugs

[2x]



[Youngster]

We're the united don't you fight us

Murder more murder, slippin and rippin

Down for the cryptin

Down for the pimpin the bitches

Hoes love it you know bout to be finished

Now I win it be the ways

Droppin the shit with bunch of Dons

I got you to that shit that be spittin

Mothafuckas now it's on

Smokin the shit out of the bong bong

Gettin high like Cheech and Chong

It's that vato Lil Youngster

So now I'm gone gone



[Grouch]

Gotta be down with the bang man

Mot