Tweedy Bird Loc - C-K Free Style lyrics

WOOP Aaawww sh**! WOOP Free Style Biiitch n***a, WOOP WOOP West Side Free Style Hawk in the mothef**er, WOOP WOOP M and the L f** your gang Free Style n***a in this motherf**er, you don't hear me dough, know I'm sayin' You know I'm sayin' Yeah Is you bangin' though n***a ? That's what I wanna know Y'all n***as talkin' that sh** Blood But n***a she bangin' though [Verse 1: All] C muthaf**in' K, about to take you once again Kickin' down the door with Big Ben and Lil' Joe You didn't know it's 10-4 It's the same f**in' thang fool Bangin' with the Lanes... Aw...Aw... it's the Y-G Braze b**h, here I come Being off Bacardi and the Hennessy Rhum And b**hes be swingin' on this 1-0-9 thang I'm C-K ridin' like it ain't no f**in' thang Over the wall, over the fence, comin' outta the cut It's the Y-G about to light your a** up Now how many n***as wanna take a trip with me? Through the capital I to the N-G Can I get a WOOP WOOP for the homies, I thought you knew I hit you up with this L, it's from the West Side Denver Avenue Khakis straight creased, red Chuck on my feet, long hair And hit you up with the motherf**in' B Aaawww sh**, the Y-G, the Hawkster Where the f** I'm from n***a? CRENSHAW MAFIA!!! What street? sh**! n***a beginnin' to f** with The n***a that be f**in' it up and n***a it just don't quit But like damn, oooohh-weeee Guess ?? the mic ?Tear? it to the rhythm gotta put it on the mic (right!) Where the M and the L crew, the L and the M crew West Side muthaf**in' Gangstas do this sh** And we do this sh** like it ain't no motherf**in' thang This is Y-G gangsta Braze from the Denver Lane gang (gang!) Doin' this sh** cause I'm a Boover/Crispy k**a A hun' and 9th street West Side motherf**er... Well, it don't stop and your a** in the cut I'm 'bout to light your a** up, you know what's up, n***a Up and up in the way it's Lil' Y-G Hawkster Breakin' their a** some' proper you know what's the flow I'm outta door ... Figueroa it's me K.P. (b**h) A down Y.G. hittin' you up with this West Side B's I got the Y-G's on the side They do an homicide, f** Cheese Toast and Boover I'm down to C-K (Boover you all die!) WOOP WOOP! Now - n***a What the f** is up (oooh!) It's me Little Hawk and my fast cherry Chucks Like - dumped out the Crab my Shoes is kinda bloody (damn!!!) But that's what the f** you get Swingin' on my woody, aw... bee-yaatch You n***as f**ed up going around in the circle Cause I'ma flow s**er Crab in the eye and it turn ?? I don't give a f**, yeah, I'm puttin' in work With the big flamin red, C-K on my shirt ?? cause I'm Fig' f**in' flowin' I don't be know one while these hoes be swingin' Is it cause I'm flowin' got this bumpties everyday I bust a C-K With my n***a K-P or my n***a Eighty-Eight 1-0 the 4 street, West Side M and the L Jammin' to the sh** got it keep it with the B (b**h) Awwww yeah... West Side C-K Ridin'... we don't give a... Figueroa Street behind us D-L-Y-G's K-P, B-Brazy, Hawk, young Y-G S-P, we from Fig' and Century hittin' you up f** Hard Time Bustas this is Denver Lane Blood And I'm down 1-0-4 and Crenshaw lay back in the cut If your a** came Crab in n***a you gettin' f**ed up (oh!) It's the - freestyle flow that I puts it in the mix with it One two three four five and - f**, k**in' a motherf**er... ??????? It's me B-Brazy blood, your big f**in' brother Got beef ?? a n***a like me, a YG Ten and five with three, f** Rice Crispies It's the n***a (brrrr... n***a) Hundred and Ninth street You don't wanna get stupid What's up breakin' n***as like ?? Ahahaha, damn I ?? in the cut I pulled out the 90 leathers ?? shot Gangsta Dee roll with meeee up to the cut Grab your sh** and let's f** these n***as up (beeyaatch!) Jump out the ride, dump these n***as We don't give a f** because WE ALL CRAB KILLAS! ... a f**in' psyco with this freestyle flow Aw you didn't know it's the 1-0-4 Aw... f** Dogg Pound n***a, f** y'all C-K, aw sh**, 1-0-9, aw sh** n***a from Figueroa, it-it-it's K-P Century, my homies from C.M.Y.G C-K nuggets with the P I thought you understood It's all to the good down West Side Inglewood I'm from FIIIIGUEROOOA, FIGUEROA, FIGUEROA Nasty hoes if you're ?? offend the flow I got deep for dayz, yeah me Braze Daze So as I hit the f**in' stages it's like ??? glazed I got you fiendin' by the way I'm this Cadillac leanin' I'm on 1-0-9 I'm outta space for my platinum Mac But hold - f** up and let me take a Motherf**in' flow, n***as don't know it's 1-0-4 But never ??? the f**in' up ?? more Time my rhyme, committs the f**er, ?? bust but (b**h) n***a be talkin' that sh** but gets up my nuts in your - mouth Hey yo watch out for Fig, we be down YG's Ah yeah n***a We hittin' n***as...