[Verse 1]

You know me, S-H-A-D-O-W, Amichi Park crazy

You fakes be perpin on the daily making me laugh

Mad cause you ain't getting payed off my ass

Ounce in the stash when I mash through your area

In a sling shot, blowing smoke, I ain't scared of ya

Throwing up the hood whether you like it or not

Boy I'm never falling off, bitch I'm staying on top

We chopping it up, weighting it and wrapping it up

Serving every single tweeker on your block, now what

Gangbanging don't stop, nope

Every damn day there's a new fool backing it up

So are you in it or not, do you think you got the balls

To wear a blue rag and hit your name up on the wall

Laws were meant to be broken

So when you come around here, act straight or get smoken



[Chorus]

It's Mr. Shadow, comming from Diego

If youse a gangsta, then come a bang with me (yaow)

It's Mr. Shadow, comming from Diego

In California we do this everyday (yaow)



[Verse 2]

When I ride, I ride like there ain't no tomorrow

Brown Pride Till the day I Die is the matto

I'll shank you with a broken bottle

FUCK Respect, you get checked

When you mess with San Diego's best

Law low in the west

Young homies put to test

And lay a punk motherfucker to rest

Please believe it, leave it alone or get cracked in the dome

Jacked in the zone, I'm daring you bitches to bring it on

I hit the bong and hold it in, fool I play to win

And can't no peity-minded-ass-bitch stop this mexican

Hell naw, I refuse, I had, I been and will always pay my dues

Imma 6-1-9 fool, can't no motherfucker change that

I'm that fool that'll brake in where you stay at

Pay your ass a visit *knock-knock-knock* who is it

A bald fool wit a cocked strap and a blunt



[Chorus]



[Verse 3]

You can catch me and E smokin' a dub

Topped off in the cadillac flipping you off

Hitting three on you flees as we bend around the corna

This is g shit straight outta Kill-afornia

From a down South soldier, a woop town member

A sick dog from the sixth day of September

Fool you better back up, If you can't take the heat

Then get the hell outta the hood motherfucker

Tuck your tail you fucking with the big dogs

Pit-boss making all you jealous haters lick balls

Your the first to fall, I'm the Last Man Standing

It's a war in the ghetto gotta come through blasting

Smoke cronic no matter where I'm at

You can call it what you want, but I stay high like that

I fly like that, walk through the sky like that

All day an all night now where my gangstas at?