This is For the Riderz

Lyrics

[Verse 1: 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 Don't give a fuck if you're bringin' heat Close your windows lock your doors 'Cause it's Sancho who you'll meet Bitch, made look rich with those fake ass tits But do some thing with those zits 'Cause I don't like all of it, ain't it a trip? These bitches love suckin' this dick I stick in their ass and penetrate their clit Viscious when it comes to luscious pussy All these bitches wanna fuckin' do me Haters always out there tryin' to fool me But then again they did nothin' to me Oh we, this is the stelo, bringin' the heat Burnin' your ass down like a tree 'Cause enemigas wanna see, all of the drama that I be Eh, ese ese stop fuckin' around ese Stompin' ya on the ground, puttin' it down for the 619 [Chorus: Royal T] This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) [Verse 2: Silencer] Thugged out bald head The Silencer is creepin' out of the coffin, once again So, fuck a friend ese You see in the streets of California There's no fuckin' around When you see me come around, you better stay in town This is it homie, I put it down for San Diego All the homies got a 40 and I grot the bow and arrows One the 62 cruise the Avenue All the bitches yell my name, when I'm on the Avenue What's up now can't you see I'm in the mix With a fine hiena with the big ol' tits This is life in SD and this is how it goes All the hienas wanna see, the Silencer at car shows 619 is the place to be Makin money all day and I kick it with my Gs Smoke the Mary Jane to relax my mind And I reminise of the crazy times [Chorus: Royal T] This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) [Verse 3: O.G. Spanish Fly] It's Maniac on a track with Califa Thugs (Whoa, whoa) We on hit with a clip give a fuck who shows love (You know) 'Cause I'm rollin' down the mothafuckin' block (The block) Dodgin' the haters cock blockers and the cops And a vato like me's gonna show no remoarse When I grab this microphone, a pistol grip and fuck a horse I ain't trippin' off a bitch, they ain't trippin' off me I just do what I gotta do, make music for the streets Keepin it gangsta all the time With a sick minded mentality and a rhyme With a pen and a paper, tape in the deck Watch me drop shit like a babies off sex See my pocket's fat like bags of stress Tossin' up my shit, screamin' fuck the rest So, don't trip 'cause you hear me bumpin' Rollin down Highland with this track forever dumpin' [Chorus: Royal T] This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) This is for the riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers) Riders (Riders) You know, this is for the low profilers (Low profilers)