Roll Call

This them Hi Power soldiers
Something wicked is coming
That’s right ese all my Hi Power soldiers
Report to the frontline ese
Put your mothafucking straps up
And represent where the fuck you from
I grew up a fucking screw up
Mr. Criminal introduced Stomps to the game
I fucking blew up
New Pick we keep Sur up
If you vatos don’t wanna dance homeboy
Then keep it true’d up
I’m gangsta when I pull my fucking wesa
Levas wanna cry to big homies
And try to get us wetter
I’m 76 deep in the gang
I’m going insane
If you vatos wanna bang, let’s bang
Hi Powr soldados — Lokote’s maton
Illuminate muthafuckers with bullt holes
Criminal — crime lab
Enemigas approach
Sick minded individuals
With the chrome
Ending their life with a tragic disaster
Psychotic aggression
Position to blast ya
187 four street murder master
I’m dropping these bitches
One Cuete collapse ya
By still of the night
Bucking enemigas with a fully automatic strike
Soldados, pelones, cyclones, chingones, perrones
La bala te ponen
Puto pues ponle
Perras se esconden
Hollow point death to punk maricones
Hi power mothafucker
It’s hypocritical statements that they ain’t
Homie fuck em all
I’m trying to ball
So I take your head first
Fuck a down fall
With two draws I swear to god
I can take em all
I won’t fall
My heart racin'
With my brain I’m buzzin'
DNA on my dubs
Ran over his stomach
This shits deadly mothafucker
What you thought that it wasn’t
B-O-Z-O fuck your sister
Now I’m looking for your cousin
PN P-Dub
all or it’s nothing
I gives a fuck
I’m riding with these sick ass soldiers
We taking over this shit
We riding with the big ass clips
Not giving a fuck
About anyone or a bitch
We riding we dipping we set tripping
It’s the Hi Power shit
Shorty will be my name
Pico Nuevo is the gang that I claim
We rapping we strapping we acting insane
Not giving a fuck about what anyone claim
It’s Shorty ese
I’m taking on all of my enemies daily
Fucking with soldiers you must’ve been crazy
HPG we bringing the noise
You going against us, bring your boys
Tell us who had your bitch on top
Fucking with G’s you might get dropped
Hoping might get popped
Our record label will never be stopped
I’m coming a Cyclonero hit
With Mr. Criminal out on the street
Do you wish your life deceased
Taking
I’m riding up in this bitch deranged
Same OG with newer face
Test me and I’m setting it off
Become a general
Play it smart
It’s HPG to the 2−1-3
Mister Shyboy mothafuckers
Now can’t you see
How it’s gonna be
When this soldier’s in town
When I walk in through your area
I’ll never bow down
Don’t come around
Unless you’re ready to pay the price
Varrio Silverlake gang ain’t nothing nice
Catch me in the lake
Where the drama takes place
Tiny wyno west sider
Don’t make that mistake
Bombing on these fakes
I’m what these streets create
I’m putting in the work
While I’m coming from Silverlake
Buying cuetes by the crates
When you grab a pistol
Like Lysto don’t hesitate
Never make a mistake
You’re ready to see the barrel
I’ll kill you like a pharaoh
Gangster Robert De’Niro
I’ll shoot you in los huevos
Making el dinero
We do you like
And shank you with filero
Shh…
Now I’m a mothafucking menace
Go ahead and check the statistics
I’m bumping hitting switches
Hi Power business
Straight dumping on the snitches
Straight vicious and malicious
Still down with the triple sixes
Psychotic and the sickness
Straight riding HPG
And I’m back in this bitch
It’s Mr. Silent AlleyBoy and Tiny Wyno my click
Now I’m coming and you’re running
Come with venom and I’m gunning
213 Soldiers coming soon
With another level mean mugging
Mean mugging.
Straight up sureño thug
Always into something
The general of this corruption
Haha they call me the Caps
The captain of this genocide
For this aftermath brigade
Renegade Cyclonero from the rifa
Shoot you little wila
That’s the end of his vida
See ya
Told you Hi Powers wicked
Trucha for the next album
Don’t get it twisted
Don’t get it twisted ese
Before you find your blood on the street
Varrio Silverlake Trece
Putting in work
We rolling too deep
Cycloneros, Pico Nuevo
Quatro Flats it’s like that
Alley Boys and Tiny Wynos
Putting it up on the map
Real riders brown priders
Taking this shit worldwide
Armageddon we hitting your blocks
Like world war 3, 4 and 5
Stomps, Lokote and Bozo
Putting it down with the homie Shorty, Grumpy, Shyboy and Lysto
Mr. Silent, Capone-E
And I’m the one and only Criminal
Calling out foos
Fuck a subliminal diss
None of these fucking labels in this game
Is putting it down like this
All in the game I play to win
All of my life has been plagued with sin
Vatos really want some gun play
Then let them games begin
Before this rapping I was banging and strapping
Slanging and scrapping
Always in the middle of action
Me and my Hi Power soldiers
We ride to the fullest
2006 still in the mix
Still number one with the bullet
That’s right homie
It’s that real hi power entertainment shit right here
Real riders from real varrios
Haha yeah
2006 belongs to us
We got these calles on lock
Fuck all these imitators
And watered down mothafuckers
Fake ass mothafuckers
The streets been feenin for this shit right here
Mr. Criminal — Hi Power Entertainment