Down For Whatever - Lyrics - O.g. Spanish Fly

(feat. Lil' Joker, Silencer) [OG Spanish Fly] What's up ese It's that vato OG Spanish Fly Chilling with Lil' Joker off that 805 Silencer coming from that 619 Anyone got a problem with that can eat a fat *** [OG Spanish Fly] This is for the drug dealers, hustlers, busters get no love When you see me rolling through your hood you'll catch me on some dubs Spanish Fly, Mad Dog, Maniac it's all the same I be flipping off the cops in my hood, it ain't no thang This some baller ***, bump it loud when you're in your ride If you got a hundred thousand on it, bums I wonder why Don't trip potatoe chip, get your clientele and sell Make as much money in a day and you'll do well To the thugs, keep it gangsta rolling in a coupe Me and my homey Mad Dog, we stacking loot This is Low Profile, we run this *** From SD to Osland, no need to roll with suckers It's 2000 now and we keep it for the streets We bumping and banging, and mashing to some gangster beats We keep it real, we pack that steel Maniac, Mad Dog, we out to make some bills [Chorus x2: Lil' Joker] Oh please, we stack cheese, fool we make cheddar Low Profile, no one can do it better We keep balling, banging serving you heat Real *** G's who you wanna be [Lil' Joker] Well now we're rolling, holding, loc'ing, homey tossing up the gang sign Mad Dog, Maniac, two locos on a hoo-ride, g-slide Laced in a Coupe DeVille Wicked *** with some juice to spill Can I thrill, chill with some real G hustlers Gang-*** thugsters, got you roughed up huh Dubs in the pocket, homey back up off it Low Profile, Royal put me up on it As I come with flows, rolls, rhymes, and one lines Homey put it down 805 to 619 Maniac my waniac, homey where you at He got a fat sack, homey light it in the back Cuz the one time knows I'm from out of town But I blend in smooth cuz my color is Brown So keep hustling homey, gotta make them ends Mad Dog, Maniac, in the game till we win [Chorus x2] [Silencer] What's up now ese, Silencer coming at you You wanna test mine, if you do then I'll *** you Southern Cali baby, making money all day Smoking marijuana with my thugs all day Anyways, back to the verse I continue to dispose all the enemies and foes Rolling deep in a blue '63 A crazy *** wearing locs, that's me I'm creeping around in Diego I'm coming around with an arrow I'm down for San Diego, tu no sabes like a pencil Mi sueño es malo, strap the hollow I'm the Silencer y yo controlando Soldados on a mission, there is no competition You better keep away, you wanna be like me, keep wishing I'm the Silencer so *** the rest As to all you ***, *** *** the rest [Chorus x2]