In The Haunted House Lyrics - Mr. Ray & The Little Sunshine Kids Singers

[Silencer] 

Silencer comin at you 

Comin to snatch you mira 

My enemies are gonna die 

Como un victima de elsida, killa 

I stand alone nobody's able to battle 

The Silencer with amuniton 

Strappin 7 hollows 

Southern Cali be the state 

No mistake fuck a fake 

And I be the one creepin around 

Deigo every day 

Makin money every day 

You better be stayin up out of my way 

So keep away 

Silencer is here to stay 

Comin and gunnin you runnin 

I got amunition with no competition 

I got my ambitions I go on a mission 

I write the versus on the paper 

Never ever trust a fake and that's on the real ese 

Enemies are gonna die for talkin shit ese 

Baggy pants creased up 

And I kick it with my thugs 

If you ain't one of us 

Then to you there is no love 

Makin the rap 

Strappin the gat 

Silencer is creepin up out of the sight 

With a homicide like that 

Ready to take you off the map 

[Chorus: Low Profile Artist] 

Califa Thugs.... 

Up in the house ese 

Califa Thugs.... 

Will take your money 

And your spouse ese 

Califa Thugs.... 

Are gettin drunk 

And smokin an ounce ese 

Califa Thugs Thugs 

Califa Thugs Thugs 

[2x] 

[Youngster] 

We're the united don't you fight us 

Murder more murder, slippin and rippin 

Down for the cryptin 

Down for the pimpin the bitches 

Hoes love it you know bout to be finished 

Now I win it be the ways 

Droppin the shit with bunch of Dons 

I got you to that shit that be spittin 

Mothafuckas now it's on 

Smokin the shit out of the bong bong 

Gettin high like Cheech and Chong 

It's that vato Lil Youngster 

So now I'm gone gone 

[Grouch] 

Gotta be down with the bang man 

Mothafuckas just can't hang man 

While mumblin the same thing 

And wonderin if I gang bang 

Well homie press your luck 

And their gonna see the bullets rang 

And the pepas on the chain gang 

And the pepas want to know my real name 

But to me it's all the same 

When I'm puffin on Ms. Mary Jane 

Cause she's helpin me to main tain main tain 

[Silencer] 

I'm comin you runnin 

And you hoping 

You want to know some thing 

I'm comin in the middle of the city 

Be sellin you bitches be dumb 

Ain't nobody ready to battle The Silencer 

Continue to go on a mission 

And kill me the sons of the bitches 

Burn up their bodies to turn them to ashes 

Ashes 

[Chorus] 

[Mr. Sancho] 

I'm out of sight 

Despite the color of the night 

I'm creepin up on you in alley 

With no witnesses in sight, right 

Givin me a difficult way of life 

Needin a cuete to stay alive 

Callin me 24 7 

Not Low Pro fans 

What are they sellin 

Jealousy mixed with Heniseey 

That's what haters be 

Walkin up to me 

Tellin me they love my CD 

Gracias por to opinion 

supe mi motivasion 

escribo otra cancion 

por que encontre mi pasion 

Hypocrite trying to imidate 

But he can not duplicate 

So we had to hate 

And now we debated 

Trucha 

Cause this shit got personal 

Not nessecry to involve my family 

I'm so violent and so versatile 

Ready for combat 

When ever you're ready 

Don't get the baja 

I'll still slice you like confetti 

There's no way to avoid 

It's better without being unemployed 

Pero yo leta is some thing que no soy 

[Chorus]