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This Is for the Riderz

Califa Thugs

Califa Thugs

2001

[Mr. Sancho]
This is for the riders for the south siders
The ones that get by the fuckin police when they find us
Rollin deep through your streets

no

Priorities, weh deh pon my mind
Love fi de money, silver pon mi chest
Need a smart gyal, me nuh need big breast
She nuh ask for mi money
Then she

Aye
Take the horse to the river, you can't make it drip
I see the fake in your eyes, you can't make a dream
Mind's deep, ahead of time by far

we had to deal with
Because you love us so much
Now bless each and every one of us
Keep all of us
In your love and care
(CyHi)
Amen

From where

rocks, by my belt loop it's a Glock
All these bands you see me pop, you disrespect? Them feathers drop
I see you talking 'bout big money, boy, stop

to getting rich
From wishing we were born with a better fortune
But I hold my fate in my own hands
No more little kid's games
Shit I'm a grown man
When it

came first
I'm excited by the hypes I'll see my face on t shirts
You ask yourself why u ain't vouch for me
Never knew I'll come first
Now I'm lending

nigga out of spite
I done rescued all my dawgs and I done been in all the fights
Made it over big homie and took all my of my rights
I swear these niggaz

own Lane
I don't hang with nobody but my own gang
Fuck a friend fuck a homie on that phony shit
I rather kick it by my lonely on some money shit
No

extra big
The plan ain't to get rich
We're going for wealth
Gotta take care of your health
Can't do it by yourself
You may need a little help
You gon'

I'm trying to stop but i been on a roll
But fuck that shit and fuck that bitch
Tryna call me out oh yeah that's rich
That's comedy gold you boomers is

the big thots licking on my dick snot
Since the Balfour Declaration
We ain't see no hesitation 
Getting blue pilled by the matrix
Stay relaxed and act

suelo
Y he sangrao' hasta ser el primero

Now I'm ballin' hard, gotta new house
Now I go to the big screen
Maybe you're hating 'cause the fact that

miss them days 
When I could just stand on the corner 
I hardly get to see Dameira but I love my daughter 
I know some champ went wit the feds
Was rich

Nothing.
	
Now this is the new thing. I fucking hate this. You need a religion, asshole. You need something. What are you going to do if you get attacked by

Ever since I dropped Remo they been fuckin'
With that kid from the north
Love to fuck a big girl she
Can't fit in a Porsche
Gotta go commando she

(2wo2imes) blllrd
Baby life, nigga uh, Sito nigga
GFO, fuck is you talkin' 'bout?
Sito Sito Sito

My niggas in love with that gun smoke
Hoppin' out

Thirty-six hundred for a seal
You know I gotta taste it
White diamond link, white Rollie
But I'm not racist
Young rich nigga love to ball
I'm like Sanaa Lathan

like you’re Atari
Here's the deal: lose your shields
Comin' aboard to party
I keep kinda quiet - you can talk to Quiggold
He's got a big old peg leg,

on magic beans, corrupting teens
You'd think I was a good parent
The way I get these kids to love their greens
No hopes or dreams, just get rich schemes

On Big Pun's back
Black fat bitches was washin' on my dishes
And using my large stick on her
Lips like my cum's chapped
I love Jews but I hate faggots

Verse 1:
When they go low we go high when they let go we get by raising kundalini to the sky separate the how to from the why master yourself posture your

all covered in sin
My big homie died young, just turned older than him
I seen it happen, I seen it happen, I see it always
He still be screaming, I see

Yeah, uh (Not from YouTube)
It's a new opp by the way
(And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube)
Yeah, uh

Uh, lookin' like I just spilled
Wock'