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What's up
We're just back up in the studio dumping tracks
Hard tracks, soft tracks, gangster tracks, weed smoking
We kick a track to tell these motherfuckers
How we live life in Dago
So why don't you bring motherfucker in

That's I'm talking about
Some gangsta
Some life funk
You know what's up
How we get high,
Just peep the of the sick

From the side of SD, you all know me as the Sombra
Striking motherfuckers a cobra
Hold the fuck up if you think you're gonna
With this young making hustler banging in the Westside
Till I die, I'm be known
For busting raps, applying weed, and busting caps on my
In another state of mind, but can you blame a
I already made a million and never attended high school
I keep cool a motherfucker tests me
Tripping of sensi, your body messy, Smith and Wessy
Won't let me sleep, she's to trip
On any thinking that he's creeping, no bullshit
So hit the joint, hold it in and pass it to the
Make a phony fool feel like it's his last
Fast death when you step out of
Straight out the 619 where gangsters it live
At any time so your nuts when you're heading five south
'cause the money making schemes is it's all about

x2]
It's the one man bringing all the warfare
Come around my block and the tension from the cold stare
Beware when you to the 619
Where motherfuckers do time for violent

I kick for the bangers, blast at these haters
Drink and smoke weed with true players
Fakers better hide when they to the Westside
fallen victim to a homicide
It's Mr. Shadow putting it for Beyond
I'm a motherfucking soldier, one little word and on
it on if you want to
You better blast or your heart is gonna soon
room for the Mr. that one thug hurting fools like blisters
Watch as I ya and hit ya, God bless ya
I to tell you little bitches not to test my skills
Now calling up the dentist for a new grill
Feel the pain I storm like the rain
I Mary Jane and I love to gang bang
Hang with my dogs, break laws
Take up all and unload on all frauds
When duty calls you that it's a must
To on any motherfucker that you don't trust
on

x2]

Pay attention, don't or get jumped on
Wicked San Diego is the that I come from
California, the State is
Thirty eight snub with hollow points is I'm holding
Smoking weed my lungs bleed, I need a breather
Underneath the I got a baggy full of reefer
Leave a motherfucker numb the fumes
Of this drug that I and that I need to use like shoes
No clues to check me down, so hoping
Hope you have a better of finding your lady getting poked
Ain't that a bitch, a little dog chasing it's own
It's on my little enemy with the WT
Clientele keep coming, most wanted
For all the fucking drugs and those that I started
Charted one on the top ten fugitives
All because I roll with headed balling lunatics
Crucifix hanging from the rear view
Oh the ride we slide, I am your superior

x2]

So that's basically the way it everyday in Dago
And if you can't the heat stay the fuck out of my city
You minded motherfucker
We break rules, and you
AP-10s, nine millimeters and 38-snubs