Damu Ridas II (Bloods) - Young Active Brazy lyrics

[B-BRAZY] It's been cool since a n***a didn't bought a few straps (straps) k**ed a couple Crabs (crabs) - bust a couple raps (raps) n***as been snitchin' since the last L.P n***as on the streets actin' like they trusties My grandpop said: "Braze, you best to break that b**h" That's why I flip the script and k** it with this gangsta sh** I heard y'all scared to hold the strap Y'all OG's mad Cause my homies bust caps And come right back (WOOP WOOP) Hey f** it, don't freeze up Bust it if you bee us Bhakis suit with the starch creased us I'm used to the K-Swiss Pendleton, bhakis, afro, golf hats with the (chome with the big fist) big fist We the sh** you ain't heard (heard), off the Thunderbird With the red lips (lips), n***a f** the 'Riffs Lil' Yak-a with the mini Mac I heat 'em up If they run: blaka-blaka! Heat 'em up I don't give a f** Braze from the gang, I'mma do it Where the heater at? Let me shoot it Hair growin' like samoans, me and T-man Used to roll a G man Strike it up with the big b-hand... (WOOP WOOP) [Scratches] Back the f**... Back the f** 'fore I act the f** up... [B-BRAZY] Most of all I gots to clown young hoes Diggin' in they nose, swingin' off the foes b**hes see the Vogues in the Hundred Spoke Gold Bet they hit the club and start likin' other hoes It's all good I like them ladies that be lockin' baby Keep it real if you're dikin' I been pimpin', used to roll a lemon Now I got the women all (ha!) lined up in my stable, (ha!) All up on the turntable, tryna find a label Get out and bust, they gettin' rushed on sight Brazy-Daze behind the mic: kid dyn-o-mite (ha!) Who else can bust with the B-Dawgs I'm the n***a with the hold it now Bump it, now you in the module, best to bang now You got your time gotta bang now (bang now! right now!) [Scratches] Back the f**... Back the f** 'fore I act the f** up... [B-BRAZY] You out the module but you P.C.'d up Red strings in your Chucks but you ain't gon' bust Who to trust when it's time to roll? In a car, on a bike or on foot patrol Fresh on parole But I bick it with the bangers, diamond rings on our fingers Damu Ridas, b**h you seen us Mnack-mnack Knock 'em out MNACK-MNACK! n***a stomp 'em out Crabs can't take the title bout I'm the n***a in the hole since you got tossed up Cherry slugs, chip tooth and jaws wired up (wired up!) [Scratches] Back the f**... Back the f** 'fore I act the f** up [B-BRAZY] Belief we can go head up