(feat. ALT)



[Mr. Shadow]

Uh huh, yeah

Killa California's Most Wanted

Most wanted

You know, you know, you know

Mr. Shadow and the Saint ALT

Motherfuckers picture that

From Dago to LA

Check it



[Mr. Shadow]

Feel the bass like the back of my hand when it hits

All you fake motherfucker on my wannabe list

Ain't that a bitch, back again with a gangsta twist

It's Mr. Shadow from Dago, Southern Cali the sick

Homey with metal or sticks we can get our bang on

Real G's kicking them punk bitches never stay long

Lil' who? never heard of you homey

Keep my name out your mouth or I'll murder you homey

You all know me as the night stalker

619 Amici Parker dodging cops and helicopters

To hell with you coppers

Fuck your neighborhood watching crime stoppers you nosey motherfuckers

Mind your own business if you wanna live longer

Roam with the sickest if you wanna be stronger

Ain't nothing wrong but your lips running wild

So shut the fuck up or get a dick up in your mouth



[Chorus]

When we come up in your hood we make em bow down

From SD to Hollywood we make em bow down

When you're rolling in your ride you better bow down

And when they speak on Brown Pride we make em bow down



[ALT]

You wanna battle me and Shadow

You up the creek without a paddle motherfucker, round em up like they were cattle

I'm hitting harder than your fucking stepfather

And I'm coming through your hood heated like I was lava

You caught up in some bullshit

I got a full clip of shells for motherfuckers, you knew you couldn't fool this

So deal with it homey the best that you can

Or I'll come up in your hood and it's just me and my man

We'll be strapped down with guns, got gats in each hand

And I'll do you like Godzilla did to fucking Japan

So embrace a motherfucker like I was a god

And you can meet me in the back and we'll be taking a shot

Breaking em off a little something, man you know how we do it

I'll be puffing on a pound in the back, sipping the fluid

I'm keeping it Brown, I'm sipping the Crown

I'm puffing a pound, I'm making them all bow down



[Chorus x2]



[Mr. Shadow]

Bow down it's the sickest

Motherfucker with the thickest caliber grain known to bust the quickest

It's Killer Cali baby haven't you heard

We're some everyday bangers blazing trees on the curb

Nothing but sticky herb swerving down the highway

When I'm in this bitch, shit we do it my way

Fly straight or get your wings cut off

A tatted up G, all you bitches fuck off

A snub nose for all you punk hoes

23 to the motherfucking 20

You know we don't play in the streets

It's Mr. Shadow and the Saint ALT

The most requested, caution is suggested

Figures you can get some hoe, don't try to test this

Smith and Wessun repping, loaded for you haters

I'll smoke now and I'll worry about you bitches later



[Chorus till fade]