[BRAZE MAC a.k.a B-BRAZY]
I couldn't wait to find Hawk so we can f** this ho
You know Braze got the ho so many have to have jaw
In room nine cause it's gonna be a D.L. thang
You can't get in unless you claimin' Denver Mafia/Lane
To show your tatt' at the door n***as ain't bangin', bone out
Or step to the curb and get knock the f** out
But this n***a that's gon' k**as so gone his a** when I'm through
This is Lanes it don't stop, it don't quit, I thought you knew
I got the ?? pumpin', high like f**
Pig tails, perm girls Braze khakis and Chucks
I be a n***a flue'd up should I k** it?
(Hell yeah - gotta with the gang I can roll ??)
[LIL' HAWK]
O.G. Inglewood back in the muthaf**in' door
Red Riding through your hood givin' up 104
With my dog B-Brazy
Rollin' in the Boupe
And everytime we swoop
We pull a: WOOP WOOP!
I got b**hes that slangin' like each and every day
(But she can bangin' though)
C.M.G. for sure (West Side in the house!)
Oh, you didn't know?
n***a, I'm Lil' muthaf**in' Hawkster
And n***a I ain't Africa I'm from Crenshaw Mafia
When I roll with Capone (and you know it's on)
And the J-U-N-E from the F.I. double G
And if I catch a Crab slippin', should I k** him? (hell yeah!)
Red Chucks on my feet, four braids in my head, n***a
I'm just bangin' Mafia/Lanin'
Do you wanna f** with me?
[JUNE DAWG]
Surprise out of the cut, G'd up with my Chucks
Servin' cavi on the block is the way I came up (so west up?)
I'm high off the chronic smoke
I'm down to blast any n***a that wanna come and provoke
So take a toke from a West Side Figueroa soldier
If I catch you slippin' hit you up and then I smoke ya
Flex back to my dog house with my G's
Pants saggin' to my knees while b**hes swingin' off of these
So please I'm tick tockin', straight nina blockin'
On the dance floor and got a gang of hoes jockin'
I'm clockin' a major grip, down to set trip
Talk sh** and get your throat slit, you just cannot f** with
The young gangsta that be goin' toe to toe
Ready to scrap with any n***a, representin' Figueroa
And I be kickin' down the door with that infra-red beam
Glock-Glock on your dome, ready to let off much steam
With the G-ness, the quickness I put them fools down
Shells drop on the ground, blood spilled by the pound
b**h, you better watch you say to me
A straight get dope fiend by my n***a K.P
A Ricket flue'd up, should I k** it? (Hell yeah!)
West Side Denvers, and we just don't care
I'm just bangin' Mafia/Lane and
Do you wanna f** with me?
[LIL' HAWK & BRAZE MAC a.k.a. B-BRAZY]
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who is the G is be a n***a off the mall?
n***a you but n***a don't boost him Braze
I'm not, I just don't give a f** about no Crabs
Nine block Lanes b**h my brain's mentally ill
Crabs watch your backs n***a at the light by ??
Blood it's the n***a named Braze, H.K. with the scope
Crab n***as wanna trip, Crab n***as get smoked
Snap crackle motherf**in' pop
You Rice Crispy-a** n***as
Fool you know this k**a
From the 4th to the 'Shaw even C.K. Century
And I'm still rollin' with the D.L.B
Well it's anybody K f** Boover, f** ??
I gives a f** what you claimin' if you ain't Mafia/Lanin'
Hoes swingin' off the nuts
Yep, but I can't stop ?? set up was Braze blood the hoes start jock
But since I'm Mafia/Lanin'
I'm entertaitin'
My n***as representin' be my n***as g**nin'
I can't stop, won't stop, n***a I thought you knew
Lil' Hawk Red Riding and f** a lil' boy in flue, Woop! Woop!
I'm just bangin' Mafia/Lanin'
Do you wanna f** with me?