Damu Ridas II (Bloods) - I Ain't From Africa lyrics

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Damu Ridas II (Bloods) - I Ain't From Africa lyrics

Mad as f**, think about the payback... --] Ice Cube [LIL' HAWK] Comin' right back at you n***a, it's the Hawkster n***a I ain't from Africa, I'm from Crenshaw Mafia Gangsta no cut everytime that I'm flowin' Ain't scared of you n***as Just to let you know, so What the f** do you bustas wanna do? Flamed up, banged up sh** n***a, I thought you knew that I'm a true Young-a** muthaf**in' Gee With more bounce to the ounce sending you up with a beat and I'm not tryin' to get no punk-a** rapper But when I catch your a** slippin' n***a it's on, on site Tonight - I'll be Hangin' on a bucket, pullin' up in a G-Ride Dump 'em with a Glock on these n***as b**hes everybody get shot You should've been a Dogg but too bad that you not plot Another murder homicide when I ride I be smokin' n***as up so you know I stay high, it's do or die With me Y-G Lil' Hawkster n***a I ain't from Africa, I'm from Crenshaw Mafia Mad as f**, think about the payback... --] Ice Cube [LIL' HAWK] West/Side C-M-G-B for life with me On Crenshaw and Century the Mafia has made history And even know punk n***as wanna do sh** We always stay down on this muthaf**in' streets, peep My hood is over populated with G's And I be hoppin' on planes flyin' way over sea's and Every place that the young n***a been some Muthaf**a wanna get put on the M and sh** And never even seen where's at But this n***a still down and pack a muthaf**in' strap or bust a cap n***a on the drop of a dime and We don't give a f** about no b**h-a** One-Time It ain't like you got a bulletproof punk You ain't takin' me to jail M and the L you gettin' your head blown Into pieces - just like this On the 104th street is why the crime rate increased Can't f** with Lil' Y-G Hawkster n***a I ain't from Africa, I'm from Crenshaw Mafia Mad as f**, think about the payback... --] Ice Cube [LIL' HAWK] Ain't that about a b**h They want me to turn in my strap But a n***a like me on the B is sayin' f** that Cause these n***as still want to blast But when I'll catch their a** slippin' that's the muthaf**in' a** I be blazin' n***as up just - like the thai hash, so Don't be gettin' sparked' by this young sharp buddah and It ain't no muthaf**a callin' a cop You sure stop with my Glock and you dead on the spot Yellow tape Red tag placed on your toe, these busta-a** n***as gotta go, gotta go, so Hit the exit before I get to flex it You can be black or You can be a Mexican and White boys gettin' knocked the f** out Tryin' to step to a G, you get socked in your mouth punk You can't f** with this young G-B Kickin' up the most dust on this M-I-C, it's me Your number one n***a Lil' Hawkster n***a I ain't from Africa, I'm from Crenshaw muthaf**in' Mafia Mad as f**, think about the payback... --] Ice Cube