HAHAHA, lets ride homesAnother Southside gangster HitHiPower Entertainment motherfkersIf you Didnt know, its that motherfkin CaponeWith That E and his homie Criminal from the 213So Criminal let em know homesCriminalCriminals Leavin em in concussionWatch out for the nine Im bustinFk a discussion, I bust, leavin your blood RushinYou dont wanna be with me, I guaranteePick Up the microphoneIn a world of my ownRepresent to the FullestSouthern Killer Cali I roamWatch out for the Chrome Im packinWhen Im drunk and Im stonedMake sure its fully loaded when Im leavin my homeNever know where I always be TrippinAnd never will I get caught SlippinIm sippin on this BottleSmashin on the throttleWhen I catch you Out of luckIts like a motherfkin LottoLike Desperado, this latinos got a gang of StratchLook at me the wrong way and Ill put you on Your backOn the attack, I dont give a fk who you AreI always had a hard time pullin your body off the DockFrom far and near, Criminals name is all you HearThe young Sureo, spittin deadly rhymes in your EarChorus Mr. CaponeEWe some HiPower riders On a mission for a come upVatos trippin and they Slippin if they wanna play youngBangBang on you Hoes, oh no its CaponeStraight creepin while Your sleepin its the Mr. CriminalLayin low with Except, waitin for our late night checksWest coast Representing piercing hallows through your chestPopPop we Dont stop till we reach this topPuttin it down Open up shop and we never gonna stop levaMr CaponeEOo wee, its CaponeE the ESouthside Bang, fk all my enemiesSee you cant see me on a Puck sucker statusHiPower be the lable and we leave to do DamageHooked up with Criminal now songs plain SimpleSureo love rockin that little RegalIn a Lincoln ContinentalNow were ballin out of ControlLittle Simons up in a BenzoSmokin IndoTill the sun rises upThatll fk you UpCause we dont give a fkFrom the SGV to the 213From the Big Valley to ? allySouthern CaliHiPower riders in this tankBangin ShanksSlappin fools up in this gangsta RapWhos got your backCause your arm was full of ?Mr. CaponeE makes you thinkAnd Imma drop you Like a biatchChorusCriminalGive it Up the the Sureos till the day that I dieKickin with the Homeboys and Im always gettin highDont ask me Why, its just the life that I leadEarn my name for Robbing motherfkers for their greenIndeed, and fk your Bulletproof vestI come to correct but this aint no Motherfkin testIts a game called life and DeathBlood, tears, and sweatWent from a youngster to a Motherfkin VetAnd whats next, your life is took, by This young crookI had a ski mask on my face so aint No tellin how I lookedI shook the scene and got a CleanRobbed that motherfker for his cash and his BlingWatch it gleam on my wrist, watch it gleam on my NeckConsequences of a motherfker that just got CheckedRespect this tiny rapper from the SouthStaight Sureo till I die fkin chump, watch your MouthChorusOutro Midnight StalkerHAHAHAHA now you motherfker knowWhos Runnin this biatchMotherfkin HiPower RidersThey call me motherfkin Midnight StalkerFor Those who dont knowNow you fking knowBig Soldados my torpedoesTaking over this shit with BalasAll across the globeHiPower EntertainmentNonstop, clickclock PoppopHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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