[Chorus]
Mafia Denver, True Flue Killer
(Gonna be a murder)
[SPYDER]
You Crab niggas step in tha hood and get burned
Punk motherfuckas, it's a lesson to be learned (Fool)
It's the land of fire, flame, Westside Bottoms Gang
Bitches on my mang-lang, damn, it's a shame
How they swang, how can I explain why the fuck they keep swingin'
Everytime they bee them brazy gangstas from the CMG
B-L-O-O-D/CK/R-I-D-A apostrophe S on the West Side
Niggas know where the hood for life, fuck who's wrong or right
Slippin' and slidin' with my homies high as a kite
Riding through your set late night smokin' endo
Lay back in a C Honda Accord lookin' real low
Tint on the window but a body on your block
So I got to shake the spot real quick chop-chop
Hotdamn, I couldn't get 'em, was too fast
So I'm all in traffic off to kill another Crab
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Mafia Denver, True Flue Killer
(Gonna be a murder)
[PEANUT II]
I hit you up with two L's, no kut
If you bang, give it up
Because these ?? Bloods are so fuckin' nuts
True Flue Killer, nigga
Peanut the Deuce (And I see K-Peee)
Why you busta niggas through
KP but I ain't smelly, just call me Kapone
It's on, I'm on the microphone to the break-a-dawn
Hoes are swingin' off me but I'm a gangsta to the heart though
We don't love them hoes and I'm puffin' on endo (Endo)
Drinkin' drank so don't think you can't fuck with me (WOOP WOOP)
I'm a gangsta with ??? so just back up me
I'm KP the YG
A Young Gangsta, BIIIYATCH
From Figueroa Street
With my khakis straight creased
Wearing bright ??, bright red
A few homies dead
So I C 1-8-7 to my muthafuckin' end (WOOP WOOP)
With my nigga 8-Ball, breakin' Crabs' jaws
Red shoes, red bhakis, red muthafuckin' drawers (Ooh!)
[Chorus]
Mafia Denver True Flue Killer
(Gonna be a murder)
[YG PIMP D]
Hooked up with SP about 4 o'clock
Grab the Glock and said, nigga, let's shake the spot
We rollin' 4 deep in the Coupe leanin' to the side (Side)
It's the Westside YG Ride (Right)
YG Pimp D never givin' a mad-ass fuck
About no Crab nigga, you know what's up
It's the Westside, the best side, punk b-i-tch!
Now since a down motherfucker sent down to stack chips
Now back your ass on up and take four fuckin' paces
Before I let you have it and you feel the penetration (Penetration)
As this heat that I bring to you so damn smooth
It's like ooh
You don't know what I'm gonna do
I'm takin' him, I'm shakin' him, flip flop, flip back
It's the B-Funk, nigga, fuck the hoodrats
Or you didn't know?
Hoe, I'll be the one
To C 1-8-7, make sure the job is done
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Mafia Denver, True Flue Killer
(Gonna be a murder)
[B-BRAZY]
Now as I B-Dog walk through this Figueroa Street
9 Dookies, 1-0 Killas, R-A-Fleas get beat
Got beef with the world so is Anybody K
But I'm quoted on, so it's on gotta bust a CK (K)
Rollin' with them killas on the solo bolo
New recruits on the stripe rollin' with this psycho
Brazy niggas from the wild wicked Westside
Everytime I drink wine (wine), a Crab nigga's dyin' (Dyin')
On the streets of LA the only Bloods on Figueroa
And Crabs still dyin' so fuck Crabs, hoe
Denver Lanes how we do it
I know I've been important
Man, I smoke so many Crabs I gotta go to care unit
Beamed up like a bright red 1-0-9 watt bulb
Denver Lane Bloods or the Figueroa thugs
CK all day
Even on they birthday
Bickin' bool even I'ma have to get the K
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Mafia Denver, True Flue Killer
(Gonna be a murder)
[OYG LIL' HAWK]
Well, it's the True Flue Killa
Back up, hits the do'
And I'm about to let you know about the 1 the 0 to the 4
CM muthafuckin' G!
Who the fuck else, nigga?
Name Lil' Hawk YG, the Crab Killa
But now peep game
Fool, I bang for a fact
How the fuck you gon' say Bustas on Wax?
You bitch-ass niggas, it was all to the good
But then I heard your ass diss the motherfuckin' hood
And that's where
You niggas fucked up
Oh, you didn't know CMG's don't give a fuck?
YG's, nigga
We love to get aktive
Bitches on my nuts because this red is so attractive
But I don't trust no hoe 'cause Keke Loco was a bitch
And you know like I know all Crabs ain't shit
So niggas
Next time I hope you remember
Never fix your mouth to diss the Mafia Denvers, b-i-tch
[Chorus]
Mafia Denver, True Flue Killer
(Gonna be a murder)
