Текст песни Damu Ridas (Bloods) - YGB`s Are the Braziest
Damu Ridas (Bloods) - YGB`s Are the Braziest слова песни
Oh yeah niggas...Back in this motherfucker...The Y-G`sWe don`t give a fuck nigga, know I`m sayin`Yeah, we the Crenshaw Mafia...L gangWOOP WOOPYou know I`m sayin`We `bout to regulate this shitCrab niggas can hate this... fuck...Beeyaatch[B-BRAZY]I break your nose, wreck shows, plus bomb on hoesYo, wear gangsta clothes, drive a Coupe full of hoesAnd I`m supposin` that you wants to ride with these B-Dogs, bitchSince I`m beamin` gold red rides on this Rag 6-6Hey bitch no perm just a curl for the girlNew 3-80 for these bustas as I twistin` twirlHoes be all the 9 since they heard B-Braze signedBut I ain`t switch to fuck that bitch me and 8-Ball switchY-G`s on mind quick to - knock you outEyes open, get your teeth slap right down your mouthFools like me keeps it rollin`Down Fig` ??? from ColdenThey stay hood say all hood they starts unloadin`I`m - holdin`These nuts cause they`re bigAw shit B-Brazy from the 9th and Fig`Still breakin` down the doorScreamin` FigueroaLast time I hitted your ass up with that, hey yo yoNow bitches grab your pantiesNiggas grab a `Bird and Bool-AidAnd finally a whole verse with Brazy Daze biiitchI know you hate this but you can`t fade thisY-G-B niggas are the braziestI know you hate this but you can`t fade thisY-G-B niggas are the braziestI know you hate this but you just can`t fade thisWho you know Y-G-B are the braziest[SPIDER]I`m comin` with a new twist, I`m bullshit` for the ridasAnd if you don`t know me call Y-G SpiderHomicider from the Wild WildWest SideCrenshaw Mafia GangsterNo, I ain`t the pranksterI bank your much faster than SwiftAs I go enter rest fools best beware where is young sick-ass GAnd that be meFrom the 10-4 street by the close Swap MeetOn Century, C-K all dayAnd maybe late night if the G-ride is tight what that B like side-sideNevertheless you claim motherfuckers keep stressin`So I keep scrappin` and cappin` with my Smif & WessonNiggas can`t fuck with me, myself and IThe Cren murder gang in the D-L (right)Can`t we get a WOOP WOOP for this gangsta track? (WOOP! WOOP!)4 packs, a jimmy hats for the punk hoodratsThat be swingin` on the nuts of this young-ass G`sI set a trap for the B-I-tches with some G`s(Chorus)[LIL` HAWK]Now it`s a lil` something that must be spoke onAbout the Crenshaw Mafia and is how we get a roll onBut peep - shit ain`t got deepOn the block last nightAbout four Crab niggas dropYou wanna bang? Motherfuckers what`s up?!I`m `bout to put that motherfucker gaze right up to your nutAw... nigga, you didn`t know?About the 1-0-4 redTaggin` niggas` toesI`m not showin` no mercy in this gameLil` Hawk Y-G and peelin` Crabs is the thangA-B crossin` out the CAnd we don`t give a fuck, WestSide C-M-GB-L double O-DKiller E-R-I-C-K-E-TShoot him up bang bang with the Mac-11See 1-8-7 allBloods go to heavenYou just can`t fuck with thisIt`s the 1-9-9-5 all Crab nigga dis ??? bitch(Chorus)