Southern insanity brings out the man in me, yeah, I'll kill your whole family, your life
force and their whole academy, you could say I'm from a gangster unit, real criminals,
you know how gangsters do it, with my hood tattooed on my skin, I think I got a tattoo
for every sin, I realize I wasn't born to win, I go against that, I'm headed towards
the pin, that's literally hell on earth, I'm an evil lingo that fell on earth, you see
G's really don't know how to act, we put our neighborhoods first before all of that, I
never cared to become a good citizen, a snitch tells on me and I'm killing them, you tell
me that you don't fuck with the G's here in killer California, you must be from el norte,
hide your fucking neck, antes de que te lo cortes, you tell me that you don't fuck with
the G's here in killer California, you must be from el norte, hide your fucking neck,
antes de que te lo cortes.
You see me walking, you don't talk, but when I'm gone you bark, you tell me meet me at
the parque and you never show up, que no sabias que los reyes urbanos son de los angeles, I
hear los californios andeles, I do what I do, I do it por mis calles, brown and mexicana
raperas mayoneses, I come through kicking dust like angel, I'll pull your fucking card if
you mess with my barrel, vias con soldados santaneros, what's up, you put your life on
the line, what you think we only make las songs for the homegirls, fuck that shit, we
do it straight for the gangsters, real ones, putting it down for la gente, ain't no other
hangar recognized por su alimente, you tell me that you don't fuck with the G's here in
killer California, you must be from el norte, hide your fucking neck, antes de que te lo cortes,
you tell me that you don't fuck with the G's here in killer California, you must be from
el norte, hide your fucking neck, antes de que te lo cortes, this motherfucking loco insane
in a membrane, I'm riding on the left lane, my cueta's full of bullets in my possession,
I look at the cops and I don't even sweat them, motherfuckers want a handcuff a felon,
underwear, a cop killer had them yelling, you see something's been wrong since a youngster,
my normal vatos, I shouldn't be amongst them, some G's seen Mr. Vick and say fuck them,
they suck on the barrels of my guns when I say suck them, give it up, you ran out of
bad luck, your homies are all dead and you're the last fuck, you disrespect the southside
puto, you're just crazy skipping by, y me suvo, the low rider stolen, a deadly combination
so don't even approach them, you tell me that you don't fuck with the G's here in killer
california, you must be from el norte, hide your fucking neck, antes de que te lo cortes,
you tell me that you don't fuck with the G's here in killer california, you must be from
el norte, hide your fucking neck, antes de que te lo cortes, southside
