Keep It Gangsta

[OG Spanish Fly]

Now we be ducking and bucking and picture girls while they're sucking

I'm coming harder than fuck and other putos be rocking

Up on the mic it's cracking, I'm Maniac while I'm rapping

The fattest Philly I'm packing while all the Low Pros is jacking

In my neighborhood it's all good, the homies are deep

I got a four-o and more, I'm getting high and it's all on me

Gangster'd out, no doubt, mobbing saying fuck it

Still rolling hella deep with the homies in a bucket

I ain't giving a fuck, I started with the gang

My homies are here and they got my back

I'm drinking a brew, I'm smoking a sack

I'm blowing to the brain and I'm sporting all black

Ese don't you know I bang Sureno, I'm a fool too

Mobbing with the homies loading cuetes saying fuck you

Drinking, smoking, and busting lines of coke too

Dancing, freaking, and fucking all night long

On a regular basis, all to the grill, fuck at the pad then off to the hood

Drinking a brew and acting a fool, once again ese I thought you knew

[Chorus: Royal T (Lil' Rob)]

Keep it gangsta homey, keep it gangsta

(Spanish Fly tell it like it is till the day we die)

Keep it gangsta homey, keep it gangsta

(Spanish Fly tell it like it is till the day we die)

Keep it gangsta homey, keep it gangsta

(Spanish Fly tell it like it is till the day we die)

Keep it gangsta homey, keep it gangsta

(Spanish Fly tell it like it is ese)

[OG Spanish Fly]

My life is quicker than ever to grab the mic and deliver

Up on a regular basis is how we're handling cases

See me disfiguring faces on fools who tripping in places

I flash my nine in the sky, I'm getting high till I die

I let a shot in the air, cuz where it falls I just don't really care

I ride till the wheels fall off and they ain't gonna fall off

Rolling with a pistol grip sawed off

Bang once and my name's been out

Crazy gangster representing the South

Westside what I'm talking about, Old Town what I'm talking about

Kill him and I'm finna bust that shit

Coming through with fifteen and a clip

You thought that Maniac would slip

Never me, and life's a bitch

Cuz strapped with extra clips, air fifteen with a grip of Smiths

West on mine, six to the spine, aiming to delete on mines

619 down to bust a rhyme

Rest In Peace Speedy, I keep you on my mind

It was no doubt your cats are in the mix

Leave us two alone and we're coming up on shit

[Chorus]

[Silencer]

The magical thug with the magical bullet

And I'm coming around with a magical spell so

Get away, keep away when you see Silencer coming out to get ya

What you wanna do, I got the cross-bow

Enemies are gonna die and I kill them real slow

Picture any toon blazing up at the moon

Your time is up, now you die from a bloody wound

That's what's gonna happen everytime I come attacking

I'm thinking of the weapon and the bodies I be stacking

On a mission, I'm packing my ammunition

I'm sticking these sons of bitches for snitching like bitches motherfucker

What you wanna do, are you afraid

It's all about the Silencer, that's the name

We're some crazy motherfuckers from the West Coast

Smoking Mary Jane and we pimp hoes

Low Profile coming at you

I don't give a fuck and I'm here to blast you

[Chorus]