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My name is estilo, but I represent you all/ Comin' in touch wit some Speed-o, hope my competition falls/ Whether another be comin',.runnin', gunnin'; shoot you wit a gun/ Hopin' my lyrical, mystical sound kickin' you into rub.bish/ What you gonna do wit these Califa thugs; pimpin' thugs and smokin' bud done got you hooked like a drug, sick/ Why you trippin' on my lyrical, mystical sound/ Never been wit ya physical, buckwild/ Better just stand up on yo' face/ Trainin' my skill that'll bump like Ma$e/ In case, you wanna feel tha trance/ That'll make you get up and dance/ Enhance you memory/ Get drunk off Hennessey/ Makin' friends wit enemies/ Instead of felonies/ I know ya feelin' me/ Feelin' my style/ Niggas ta bitches gon' think that I'm wild/ Lovin' these bitches wit beautiful smiles/ And profiles/ It's ok if you have a child/ 'Cause that's my style too, too/ 'Cause that's ym style too, too// () this bald headed thug/ Showin' love wit tha dub/ Lyrical, mystical sound from this here Califa Thug// // (2) */ Game of chess, fact of life/ Will I ever have a wife/ To support and be faithful/ But you know that's I'm just fatal/ Marital status is alone/ Yeah, but ya don't step in my dome/ Come on tha flo'/ Her sayin' if I could tap that was a no/ If it went down and it was brown, tip a forty ounce to his soul/ Pay tha toll of life// () this bald headed thug/ Showin' love wit tha dub/ Lyrical, mystical sound from this here Califa Thug// // (3) get drunk wit a vato/ It's a matter of time/ Ta keep workin' for Padre/ And if you have tha beer, have tha beer ta consume/ Ta present this, so open ya beers/ I pray for my soul/ As I give up control/ As I got wit tha flow/ I know mo', Elipo/ Ta laugh at/ Vatos don't dance we blast/ Runnin' up from tah past/ Comin' tah O.G.s, got my home-boys creepin' upon yo' ass/ Keepin' it true to tha snake and thankin', "Yes god"/ Creepin' upon these beaners and these beaners be lookin' fresh, god/ But let me take an intermission/ Sancho wit a proposition/ It doesn't convey a mission/ They lookin' for my existence/ Them vatos will need assistance/ For instance, ths distance... is written/ On surgical surgeon that is hidden/ It's wicked, 'cause it's forbidden/ However, my cuz been trippin', been trippin', been trippin'/ () this bald headed thug/ Showin' love wit tha dub/ Lyrical, mystical sound from this here Califa Thug// //
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