Damu Ridas (Bloods) - Why Must I Be Like That lyrics

Why must I be like that? Why must I k** the Crabs? Nuthin' but the Blood in me... (x2) [LIL HAWK] Back Down Mafia Lane It's the YGB once again, hittin' you up CMG n***a with this all new funk everytime I take off I just take 'em down, buck 'em down YG Lil' Hawk Dippin through the L block to the time Woodworth P block just Mafia on mind Interact at your own risk and welcome to the WEST SIDE!! Where them n***as slippin' and slidin' and Crabs get the homicide Four fire to the dome once again it's on Chronic on my back up, full of Jim Jones so Bick back be bool and Don't even trip it Mafia in the house with two straps on the ?? Crabs say anything you kickin' his a** out With this muthaf**in' Glock pop pop and it drop Lil' Ken in the pen: what's up my n***a? CMYG: straight Crab k**a I gives a f** Glock co*k finger on the trigga West Side Crenshaw Mafia n***a Why must I be like that? Why must I k** the Crabs? Nuthin' but the Blood in me... (x2) [LIL HAWK] Now as I bail through the muthaf**in' alley of d**h I got the homies on my right, dead Crabs on my left one Time in middle But to get to fiddle-faddle Everytime I left the Mac barrel No tattle tally will be allowed Hoes, b**hes, punk b**hes get knocked the f** out On ?? nightly night is the prominent sleeper 4-7 K all day, street sweeper and I can get rowdy if you want me too Lil Hawk Red Riding Hood and f** lil' boy in flue I thought you knew Damus be Gettin their banged on and Crab-a** n***as be Gettin' they brains on and (yeah) When will you be like rollin' down C-K Century You better be down with the muthaf**in' B OG Inglewood n***as know where's at, knick Knack patty wack and all the homies stay strapped And watch out cabbage for a pack I'm quick to grab my 9 and flex it Makin' all Crabs to the exit West Side Rider Why must I be like that? Why must I k** the Crabs? Nuthin' but the Blood in me... [LIL HAWK] Split it's on, breakin' bone, Crabs ?? behind me And when catch 'em slippin' I'ma show no mercy In this muthaf**in' game Lil' Hawk is the name! Ain't a damn thang changed, this still Mafia Lane But hold up Off a second and Let's take a pause cause So many Crabs got sh** in their draws and Let it rain, let it dip, sockin' a Crab in his lip You b**h-a** n***as don't wanna set trip With my n***a Lil' Nut My homie C-K and This the type of sh** that we do everyday It's the muthaf**in' hood The wild wild wild west Inglewood B-O-T-T-O the M to the S Where E-Law, Boss Hog and E-S O-G Vinny Bop smokin' chronic even stress T-World, Mad Eye, Tiny L and even Smiley Big Bob, Lunch Meat and Kenny Boy Rowdy Gramps K-B knockin' n***as out Big Hawk, Lil' Hawk we in the muthaf**in' house (WOOP WOOP - WOOP WOOP) Why must I be like that? Why must I k** the Crabs? Nuthin' but the Blood in me... [LIL HAWK] Boom Bam M Gang I gots to give it up to All my real n***as that don't give a f** Sportin' off for my homies from the I to the F to G 5 hundred blocks down right in their speak And don't enter - the center off the muthaf**in' park Redrum across the street and all the Crabs gettin' sparked So n***as - watch your a** if you know what I mean Especially on the STREET that the Bloods call QUEEN C-P muthaf**in' F all the way to east side BLOODSTONE VILLAINS show 'em Crabs what the B like In the G-ride MAD SWANS dumpin' on the Rickets 5-DUECE PUEBLOS, 9-DEUCE BISHOPS FRUIT TOWN, 6-DUECE BRIM don't give a f** And not Long b**h but them ROLLIN' 20 BLOODS B like servin' and swervin' Like everyday All the way to the days n***as doin' a C-K Four menace and a mile YG Lil' Hawkster DENVER LANES!! And them Crenshaw muthaf**in' Mafias, n***a Aaha, it's my nephew Little-a** boy, WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP!! Why must I be like that? Why must I k** the Crabs? Nuthin' but the Blood in me...