What that Mafia like n***a
Here I go again with that motherf*ckin' take off
It's YG Pimp D with the motherf*ckin' sawed off
b**hes get hauled off if they wanna swang
I'm bickin' back being bool with the Mafia Lanes
Back in the house
Flossin' on them D's
Front back, side to side
B-I-tch please
F*ck the *Lucky Charms*, hit the 187
And we sendin' all Crab n***as to hell in
So peep this sh** that I flow to you
I stomp out the *Rice Crispies*, now what you wanna do? (RAYMOND AVE CRIP)
Not a motherf*ckin' thing
b**hes all on my nuts
YG Pimp D I gives a mad-a** f*ck
YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck
Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck...
Back on up, you know that sh** ain't over
I'm pickin' these n***as like a four leaf clover
187 and I'm peelin' Rickets cap
I'm settin' up shop and that's a motherf*ckin' fact
n***a step to me and they get their a** shot
By this young gangsta mack in a parking lot
Now who can follow me, n***a on the C-K
'fore I can put a dime on these tiny Crabs man
It ain't no stoppin' this sh** when I'm on the let loose
I'm goin' brazy, it ain't a damn thing you can do
YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck
Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck...
I'm 'bout to close shop n***a
That's the last verse
Let's put this punk n***as in the motherf*ckin' hearse
Now I got a Gauge punk n***as run up
And I put on their a** on the motherf*ckin' stomp
It ain't no stoppin' this sh** when the West Side ride
n***as f*ck and slippin' and be a victim of the homicide
You don't even know what I'm thikin' about
See 187, dicks and nuts in your mouth
YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck
Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck...
It's the YG Pimp D - and the Braze a Daze
Back on your a** with the motherf*ckin' K
n***as step through us if you think then can get some'
I put n***as on they back then I gots to run
Back to the tilt, gets some more shells, givin' Crabs hell, this the D.L
k**er OG's like EVIL, AL and TONE
HOOD, ????, BAM, KROW
Even fool the don't know put me on map
So I stay strap, bustin' on a muthaf*ckin' cap
I have to shake the spot with the pocket full of rocks
It's the B-funk n***a, you know that's what we like
Crab n***as don't even wanna scrap with me
I'm peelin' Ricket caps back to the fat G
Now what you wanna do?
I don't even know, YG Pimp D I thought I told ya so
YG Pimp D don't give a mad-a** f*ck
Since I don't give a f*ck, then we don't give a f*ck...