[BRAZE MAC a.k.a B-BRAZY]
I couldn't wait to find Hawk so we can fuck this hoe
You know Braze got the hoe so meet me at the edge-o
In room nine 'cause it's gonna be a D.L. thang
You can't get in unless you claimin' Denver Mafia/Lane
Just show your tatt' at the door, niggas ain't bangin', bone out
Or step to the curb and get knocked the fuck out
But this nigga that's gon' kill us so don't even ask what I'm through
This is Lanes, it don't stop, it don't quit, I thought you knew
I got the crew, we out the ??, supposed to be high like fuck
Pigtails, perms, curls, Braze khakis and chucks
I be a nigga flue'd up, should I kill it?
(Hell yeah - gotta with the gang I can roll ??)
[LIL' HAWK]
O.G. Inglewood back in the muthafuckin' door
Red Riding through your hood, givin' up 104
With my dog B-Brazy
Rollin' in the Boupe
And everytime we swoop
We pull a: WOOP WOOP!
I got bitches they slangin' like each and every day
(But is she bangin' though?)
C.M.G. for sure (West Side in the house!)
Oh, you didn't know?
Nigga, I'm Lil' muthafuckin' Hawkster
And, nigga, I ain't Africa, I'm from Crenshaw Mafia
When I roll with Kapone (And you know it's on)
And the J-U-N-E from the F.I. double G
And if I catch a Crab slippin', should I kill him? (Hell yeah!)
Red chucks on my feet, four braids in my head, nigga
[Chorus]
I'm just bangin', Mafia/Lanin'
Do you wanna fuck with me?
[JUNE DAWG]
Surprise out of the cut, G'd up with my chucks
Servin' cavi on the block is the way I came up (So whassup?)
I'm high off the Chronic smoke
I'm down to blast any nigga that wanna come and provoke
So take a toke from a West Side Figueroa soldier (Soldier)
If I catch you slippin', hit you up and then I smoke ya (Smoke ya)
Flex back to my dog house with my G's
Pants saggin' to my knees while bitches swingin' off of these
So, please, I'm tick tockin', straight Nina Blockin'
On the dance floor and got a gang of hoes jockin'
I'm clockin' a major grip, down to set trip
Talk shit and get your throat slit, you just cannot fuck with
The young gangsta that be goin' toe to toe
Ready to scrap with any nigga, representin' Figueroa
And I be kickin' down the door, with that infra-red beam
Glock-Glock on your dome, ready to let off much steam
With the G-ness, the quickness, I put them fools down
Shells dropped on the ground, blood spill by the pound
Bitch (bitch), you better watch what you say to me
A straight get dopefiend by my nigga K.P
A Ricket flue'd up, should I kill it? (Hell yeah!)
West Side Denvers, and we just don't care
[Chorus]
I'm just bangin', Mafia/Lanin'
Do you wanna fuck with me?
[LIL' HAWK & BRAZE MAC a.k.a. B-BRAZY]
Mirror, mirror on's the wall
Who is the G'est B'est nigga off them all?
Nigga, you but, nigga, don't boost him Braze
I'm not, I just don't give a fuck about no Crabs
Nine Block, Lanes, bitch, my brain's mentally ill
Crabs, watch your backs, nigga, at the light by Gills?
Blood it's the nigga named Braze, H.K. with the scope
Crab niggas wanna trip, Crab niggas get smoked
Snap, crackle, motherfuckin' pop
You Rice Krispie-ass niggas
Fool, you know this killa
From the 4th to the 'Shaw even C.K. Century
And I'm still rollin' with the D.L.B
Well, it's anybody K, fuck Boover, fuck ??
I gives a fuck what you claimin' if you ain't Mafia/Lanin'
Hoes is swingin' off the nuts
Yeah, but I can't stop us
Soon as I said it was Braze, Blood, the hoes start jock
But since I'm Mafia/Lanin'
I'm entertainin'
My niggas representin', be my niggas gangbangin'
I can't stop, won't stop, nigga, I thought you knew
Lil' Hawk Red Riding Hood and fuck lil' boy flue, Woop Woop!
[Chorus]
I'm just bangin', Mafia/Lanin'
Do you wanna fuck with me?
