Mafia Lane

歌詞

[big wy] Right What's up to all the buster-ass niggaz Punk-ass bitches Swingin' on the nuts of the WOOP! WOOP! For the motherfuckin' M and the L nigga West Sider, see-K Riders You know I'm sayin', all that shit What's up be -Brazy? Uh [lil' hawk & big wy] Nigga, tell 'em where you from West Side Inglewood Blood, tell 'em your name Lil' Hawk Red Riding Hood The C.M.G. is the hood that I clizzaim D.L.B. Mafia/Lanes and ain't shit changed You Ricket niggaz must respect this M and the L Y.G.'s and can't no Crabs check this Crab niggaz need to kill the noise Cause they don't want to fuck with us block cluck boys I'm on the mission, nigga And there go the G-Ride While I hop inside showin' these Crabs what that be like The see-Side ready to want to fuck with this? Slippin' and slidin', see-K Ridin' And fuck the Crabs, nigga this is M and the L I rather let them fools straight burn in hell Four menace and a mile, Y.G. Lil' Hawkster Denver Lanes and them Crenshaw Mafia, nigga [chorus] Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane (West Side is in the motherfuckin' house, nigga) Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane [lil' laniak] Hoo-ridin' on the West/Side, a lil' something something The nigga that tripped out but it's the same nigga that's comin' With the Mafia/Lanes runnin' eveything if you ask me Hawk and Wy in the house, watchin these niggaz that's tryin' to blast me While the Crabs get bucked, while YG's on our nuts Tryin' to stomp not givin' a fuck, bangin' out Coupes, Cut- Cutlasses and Regals, Desert Eagles in our laps Not to stash, we on the map for bustin' on Crabs (WOOP WOOP) Red flags, khakis saggin' lower than before That nigga ?from? 10-4th on 109th to Figueroa Ain't no joke, Crabs, you smoked, you say "loc" you die Enter at your own risk and welcome to the West/Side Where hoo-ride on the flee side to K ride (WOOP WOOP) Tell your friends it's that fool Lil' Laniak Duse With the khaki suit, ??? boots, I'm always G'd up Smokin' some weed up, throwin' the L and the be up To you, him, them, the same with me In the D-E-N-V-E-are-L-A-N-E Stoned, drugged off that bud, throwin' up Blood, khakis to our knees Bitches dick teasin' gets bust in they mugs What's Wy and Hawkster? The mafia's the house! Bangin' with the Lane and aimin' the Tec and the frame is out [chorus] Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane (Woop Woop) Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane [big wy] How could a Crab go up against a Dog? Yeah, bitch it's me: Big Wy Y.G., uh With the untold mystery story to tell About the motherfuckin' West/Side M and the L We bring Crabs to they knees Bow down and scream "please!" I wear up beanie and jeans at a hundred degrees Set trips, I kill Rips, M and L on that ass The enemy shooter gangsta mack Disrespect, I call you Crab (WOOP WOOP) I drink gin and take weed to the brain I smoke weed to pause And hit you up off the "more bounce" And that's real, take it how you want to take it Killin' friends and hoes Claimin' tears of foes You want to chuck? Bring a gun, nigga, fuck a talk I give up M and the L, WOOP WOOP when I Blood-walk Stomp to your hood, I got your head on the ceiling In the streets you slippin', steady dippin' you trippin' see-Note you's a punk-ass Crab bitch I got my strap throw aim at your cleavage It's the L and the M, M and L the same Nigga, peace to Rick James, Blood Mafia/Lanes [chorus] Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane Woop woop, woop woop Mafia Lane.. Crenshaw mafia/denver lanes..