Hi Power Roll Call - Mr. Criminal, Hi Power Soldiers

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