Gangsters in Kalifornia - Mr. Shadow

Ha Ha

Slush «The Villain»

Shadow all up in this mothafucka

Hella High, off that sticky gram weed

Livin the thug life, sellin drug life

Packin snubs, smokin weed all day bud life

Can’t fuck wit it baby

It’s the unfadable, confrontation with I is consequencial

Me and Slush «The Villain» makin your advisories parental

Fuck a presidental limosine

I roll wit thugs in maximas on Lomos

Or Impalas on chrome d’s

Follow me and see why everybody calls me hostile

How mothafuckas be hatin cause I live a gangsta lifestyle

My profile is so wild you wouldn’t wanna kick it

With these two young thugs, packin snubs and gettin convicted

Inflictin much pain like my a.k.a. was migrain

Make a fool swallow piss for disrespectin my name

From the sky falls rain to the streets you’ll fall victim

And all I got to say to my thugs is fuck the system

The Mistah Shadow is who I be up on this paragraph

Makin fools panic cause they heard about the aftermath

I’m at the point of no return and so I keep burnin

Marijuina cause I want the higher learner

We straight gangstas, bangers, dope slangers

Bitch stranglers, who wanna come and playa hate us

Money makers, world wide got it locked

Walkin 50 deep through your mothafuckin block

For all my enemies I got them gats too

Me and my faculities bodies covered up with tattoos

So when you see me it’s intimidation that you feel

Cause you know these fuckin Eses mess for real

Cause we’re soldado down to throw putasos

Con chiflasos tricky let’s throw chingasos

I got Shadow on the side of me

With that gram sticky green mothafucka

Come get high with me

And if you say you’se my homie, don’t decieve me

Cause when I say I’m gonna kill, you best believe me

Even out of town we break mothafuckas down like car trouble

Tricky grab an axe and a shovel

Show these sons of hood rats who gots the bag of tricks

Full of guns, ammunition, screwdrivers and ice picks

We pick who dies, when the wolf cries

Brutalize mothafuckas, catch em by surprise

We’re unexpekted like a car crash

Head bash a mothafucka, and give him whip lash

Think fast, blink and it’s your ass up in pieces

Have your mom screamin for Jesus

I give’s a fuck mothafucka

Down to buck mothafuckas

Better duck or that ass’ll get plucked mothafucka

I got all I need to suceed, let’s get to test em

Pocket full of weed and a gun that’s full of teflon

I’ma mothafucka thug with no love

I’m seein my enemies bleedin sleepin in their blood

I’m fantasizin homicidal thoughts like Charles Manson

Money schemin plots to come up, like hold you for ransom

It’s all about the skrilla homie, I’ll put a price on your head

And iIf they don’t pay up by mornin best believe that you’re dead

Playin wit your life like God but I don’t care

Ain’t gon let nobody stop me from bein a millionaire

It be a gun blast ese till one of us dies

Best believe tryin to aim my heat right between your eyes

Only on my bullet, my name I’m gonna engrave

Slush «The Villain» put that ass to the grave, mothafucka