[Hook: OYG Lil' Hawk & B-Brazy]
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin' but the Blood in me, yeah (x2)
[Verse 1: OYG Lil' Hawk]
Back down Mafia Lane
It's the YGB once again, hittin' you up, CMG
Nigga with this all new funk, everytime I take off
I just take 'em down, buck 'em down
YG Lil' Hawk (Niggas)
Dippin' through the L block to the time
Woodworth P Block, just Mafia on mind
Interact at your own risk and welcome to the WESTSIDE!
Where them niggas slippin' and slidin' and Crabs get the homicide
Four five to the dome once again it's on
Chronic on my back up, full of Jim Jones so
Bick back be bool and
Don't even trip, it's
Mafia in the house with two straps on his limb
Crabs say anything, you kickin' his ass out
With this muthafuckin' Glock pop, pop and it drop
Lil' Ken in the pen: What's up, my nigga?
CMYG: Straight Crab Killa
I gives a fuck
Glock cocked, finger on the trigga
Westside Crenshaw Mafias, nigga
[Hook]
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin' but the Blood in me, yeah (x2)
[Verse 2: OYG Lil' Hawk]
Now as I bail through the muthafuckin' alley of death
I got the homies on my right, dead Crabs on my left
One Time in middle
But to get to fiddle-faddle
Everytime I left, the MAC rattle
No tattle tally will be allowed
Hoes, bitches, punk bitches get knocked the fuck out
On sight nighty night is the prominent sleeper
4-7 K all day, street sweeper and
I can get ROWDY if you want me to
Lil' Hawk Red Ridin' Hood and fuck lil' boy in flue
I thought you knew Damus be
Gettin their banged on and
Crab-ass niggas be
Gettin' they brains gone and (Yeah)
When will you be like rollin' down CK Century
You better be down with the muthafuckin' B (B!)
OG Inglewood niggas know where's at, knick
Knack patty wack and all the homies stay strapped (Yeah!)
And watch your cap 'fore I pack, I'm quick to grab my 9 and flex it
Makin' all Crabs hit the exit
Westside Rider
[Hook]
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin' but the Blood in me, yeah (x2)
[Verse 3: OYG Lil' Hawk]
Sticks and stones break ya bones, crab niggas will hurt me
And when catch 'em slippin' I'ma show no mercy
In this muthafuckin' game, Lil' Hawk is the name
Ain't a damn thang changed, this still Mafia Lane
But hold up
Off a second and
Let's take a pause 'cause
So many Crabs got shit in their draws and
Let it rain, let it drip, sockin' a Crab in his lip
You bitch-ass niggas don't wanna set trip
With my nigga Lil' Nut
My homie CK and
This the type of shit that we do everyday
It's the muthafuckin' hood
The Wild Wild West
Inglewood B-O-T-T-O to the M to the S
Where E-Law, Boss Hog and E-S
OG Vinny Bop smokin' Chronic even stress
T-World, Mad Eye, Tiny Lok and even Smiley
Big Bob, Lunch Meat and Kenny Boy Rowdy
Gramps, KB knockin' niggas out
Big Hawk, Lil' Hawk, we in the muthafuckin' house
(WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP)
[Hook]
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin' but the Blood in me, yeah [x2]
[Verse 4: OYG Lil' Hawk]
Boom Bam M Gang
I gots to give it up to
All my real niggas that don't give a fuck
Sportin' off for my homies from the I to the F to G
5 hundred blocks down right in their speak
And don't enter - the center off the muthafuckin' park
Redrum across the street and all the Crabs gettin' sparked
So, niggas - watch your ass if you know what I mean
Especially on the STREET that the Bloods call QUEEN
CP muthafuckin' F all the way to Eastside
BLOODSTONE VILLAINS show 'em Crabs what the B like
In the G-ride MAD SWANS dumpin' on the Rickets
5-DUECE PUEBLOS, 9-DEUCE BISHOPS
FRUIT TOWN, 6-DUECE BRIM don't give a fuck
And not Long Bitch but them ROLLIN' 20 BLOODS
B like servin' and swervin'
Like everyday
All the way to the days niggas doin' CK's
Four Menace and I'm out, YG Lil' Hawkster
DENVER LANES!!
And them Crenshaw muthafuckin' Mafias, nigga
[Outro]
Haha, it's my nephew
Little-ass boy, WOOP WOOP, WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP!!
[Hook x3]
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin' but the Blood in me
Yeah
