[Verse 1: Lil' Hawk]
The Westside hoo-riders back in the motherf**ing do'
Y.G. Lil' Hawk on a solo bolo T-I-P
Tryna clock my motherf**ing grip
Red Riding through your hood with 2 straps on my hip
I'm a B-D-O-G, I don't give a f**
Bailing up the block in my fresh cherry chucks
OG Inglewood you n***a's now where it's at
And Big Hawk fresh outlaw
Ready out to scrap
Big Ken, that's my n***a straight O f**in' G
And every n***a that I know represents the B (whoop whoop) Whoop, Whoop somebody blaze the chronic
n***as on the Westside call that sh** bionic
Now i'm off to the sto' so I can pay a fifth of thunderbird with the cherry kool-aid and pack of big Red then I'm goods to go
Cause I never know when I might run in to a ho
And now when back on the block and what did i spot?
A big booty b**h and bunny hop but look he?????
[Verse 2: Lil' Hawk]
Now, come take a ride on the other side of town
Where the motherf**ing homies put it down
My n***a S.P., my homie Lil' Nut, my n***a 104 laid back is the cut
Lil' D.O.G, Big Go and Lil' O', Smiley, KB we all forms the '4
Big China Dog, 7-11 on the fame, my n***a T-Whirl with the motherf**ing gauge
YG's goin' out putin' in the most work, you goin' out witta bang when I let my gat lurk and then jerk
Leavin' shirts red and messy
Yeah motherf**er don't sweat me
And what the f** made you even brings the noise
When you know you couldn't f** with this bloodcloth boy
Oh, b**h a** n***a, just slow your roll
Cuz you motherf**ers really don't know
That this little n***a, he stays strapped
He plays the n***a peelin' mothaf**in' caps
[Verse 3: Lil' Hawk]
See I'm the dopest, so focus, your eyes on me
I just shake, break, make, take all these fake-a** MC's
6 on a TV, 7-11 when I roll
And a limp in my walk every time I take stroll
B-Braze and Yay rolled up in 'Lac
Bump M' &the L, rolling up a dubsack
You know a n***a like me
I just jumped in the coupe and with one hit of that sh**
I just holla "Whoop whoop"
Feelin' good to know Braze's on clad 4
And it ain't no competition when it comes to just flow
I just stick styles up on you like a dick and all weak a** n***a's I just making 'm my b**h
(SP: Ooh-Whee who can it be?)
It's that n***a Lil Hawk Y-Mothaf**in'-G
I'm steadily takin'of breakin of all these M-U Double T's
Tail up in they'a** body all full of fleas
You can't f** with this, so don't even trip
Cause everything a n***a make gon' be the sh**!
B-I-TCH!