Текст песни Bloods and Crips - Mafia Lane
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[BIG WY]RightWhat`s up to all the buster-ass niggazPunk-ass bitchesSwingin` on the nuts of the WOOP! WOOP!For the motherfuckin` M and the L niggaWest Sider, C-K RidersYou know I`m sayin`, all that shitWhat`s up B-Brazy?Uh[LIL` HAWK & BIG WY]Nigga, tell `em where you fromWest Side InglewoodBlood, tell `em your nameLil` Hawk Red Riding HoodThe C.M.G. is the hood that I clizzaimD.L.B. Mafia/Lanes and ain`t shit changedYou Ricket niggaz must respect thisM and the L Y.G.`s and can`t no Crabs check thisCrab niggaz need to kill the noiseCause they don`t wanna fuck with us block cluck boysI`m on the mission, niggaAnd there go the G-RideWhile I hop inside showin` these Crabs what that B likeThe C-Side ready to wanna fuck with this?Slippin` and slidin`, C-K Ridin`And fuck the Crabs, nigga this is M and the LI rather let them fools straight burn in hellFour menace and a mile, Y.G. Lil` HawksterDenver Lanes and them Crenshaw Mafia, nigga[chorus]WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia Lane(West Side is in the motherfuckin` house, nigga)WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia Lane[LIL` LANIAK]Hoo-ridin` on the West/Side, a lil` something somethingThe nigga that tripped out but it`s the same nigga that`s comin`With the Mafia/Lanes runnin` eveything if you ask meHawk and Wy in the house, watchin these niggaz that`s tryin` to blast meWhile the Crabs get bucked, while YG`s on our nutsTryin` to stomp not givin` a fuck, bangin` out Coupes, Cut-Cutlasses and Regals, Desert Eagles in our lapsNot to stash, we on the map for bustin` on Crabs (WOOP WOOP)Red flags, khakis saggin` lower than beforeThat nigga ?from? 10-4th on 109th to FigueroaAin`t no joke, Crabs, you smoked, you say "loc" you dieEnter at your own risk and welcome to the West/SideWhere hoo-ride on the flee side to K ride (WOOP WOOP)Tell your friends it`s that fool Lil` Laniak DuseWith the khaki suit, ??? boots, I`m always G`d upSmokin` some weed up, throwin` the L and the B upTo you, him, them, the same with meIn the D-E-N-V-E-R-L-A-N-EStoned, drugged off that bud, throwin` up Blood, khakis to our kneesBitches dick teasin` gets bust in they mugsWhat`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 WOOPMafia Lane (Woop Woop)WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia Lane[BIG WY]How could a Crab go up against a Dog?Yeah, bitch it`s me: Big Wy Y.G., uhWith the untold mystery story to tellAbout the motherfuckin` West/Side M and the LWe bring Crabs to they kneesBow down and scream "please!"I wear up beanie and jeans at a hundred degreesSet trips, I kill Rips, M and L on that assThe enemy shooter gangsta mackDisrespect, I call you Crab (WOOP WOOP)I drink gin and take weed to the brainI smoke weed to pauseAnd hit you up off the "more bounce"And that`s real, take it how you wanna take itKillin` friends and hoesClaimin` tears of foesYou wanna chuck? Bring a gun, nigga, fuck a talkI give up M and the L, WOOP WOOP when I Blood-walkStomp to your hood, I got your head on the ceilingIn the streets you slippin`, steady dippin` you trippin`C-Note you`s a punk-ass Crab bitchI got my strap throw aim at your cleavageIt`s the L and the M, M and L the sameNigga, peace to Rick James, Blood Mafia/Lanes[chorus]WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia LaneWOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia LaneWOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia LaneWOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia LaneWOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia LaneWOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOPMafia Lane..CRENSHAW MAFIA/DENVER LANES..