You Could Tell - Mr. Shadow

Yeah yeah Shadow and Seven back up

In your motherf**kin ear hole hole

B**ch a** motherf**kers,

Ah you fool's ain't knowing about the West coast

Hell no, and the way we do thangs,

In a better way, we play for keeps

Motherf**kers yeah watch your backs

I'm on a grind for the shine with no time to waste

Carabines and tech ninez ready to give you a taste

Give me my space or

I'ma make room shadow's the name

All in the vest for all you lame fool's, hell yeah

I came to rock it for the side where we love to bang

Down town San Diego to the streets of L.A.

We getting paid staying blazed yeah that's all we do

I'ma A.P. crazy fool, I paid my do's when I was young

Now I'm running this b**ch still thugging staying ruged

Getting run on this sh*t yeah headhunting

All you motherf**king haters

Mad cuz your b**ch hanging wit some real playas

Place niggaz round where they

Don't stop from the bottom to the top

We got the whole place on lock down,

Right now and forever it's mine

You don't want to f**k around

With a fool from the westside

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speaking on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speaking on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

If you walk a straight line

Or I'ma keep you in line

Vigorous mind fully dedicated to crime

Drop a dime and get your lips split

Infamous for storming in with some sick sh*t

You little b**ch get the f**k out the way

Or get sprayed and layed out

With a 350 cal. running that's how I came out

Pushing weight as far as I can

I got 48 states in the palm of my hand

I say f**k it tuck it in my drawers

And mash smoking cocktail blunts

What you know about that, nothing,

Something for that a** to learn

I'm the last man standing foo haven't you heard

I stash a bird in the dash for the business trip

Cockblockin and end up on the hitlist b**ch

Getting rich off of slanging cd's

And trees on the rares with the homiez

F**k my enemies

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speakin on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speakin on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

You can't f**k with me and my dawgs,

We breaking the law ruged and raw

Learnin all the f**king time

You can run but you can't hide

Ain't nobody stepping to these thugz from the southside

Inside or outside the state,

Get your mind right pimping no from the state

I come sooner than you think, faster than you blink

Boy I'm off the chank, can't f**k with you weak links

Every week, every day, every hour,

Try to stay paid straight flossing on you cowards

Tossing bolders, marching soldiers,

Watching out for you hoez trying to hose us

I wanna quarter pound of danky w**d,

You love your hoe

But she's nuthing but a skank to me,

She thanking me for every single time I came

And every time I seen the b**ch holla my name

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speaking on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speaking on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speaking on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

You can tell that I dwell in the zone of my own

You can smell what I saw quick to put it in the o-zone

F**k you ho-moes speaking on shadow

Kalifornia venom b**ch without a rap

Yeah, so watch your back

And your front you motherf**kers

What up to my boy Frankie Coleon

And the rest of the family

Keep it gangsta, all the rest of you motherf**kers

Ain't knowin about this sh*t

Shadow out this six one nina and I'm out motherf**ker