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WY] Right

What's

up to all the buster-ass niggaz Punk-ass

bitches Swingin'

on the nuts of the WOOP WOOP! For!

the motherfuckin' M and the L nigga West

Sider C-K, Riders You

know I'm sayin' all, that shit What's

up B-Brazy Uh?

[LIL'



HAWK & BIG; WY] Nigga

tell, 'em where you from West

Side Inglewood Blood

tell, 'em your name Lil'

Hawk Red Riding Hood The

C M.G.is. the hood that I clizzaim D

L.B.Mafia/Lanes. and ain't shit changed You

Ricket niggaz must respect this M

and the L Y G.'s.and can't no Crabs check this Crab

niggaz need to kill the noise Cause

they don't wanna fuck with us block cluck boys I'm

on the mission nigga, And

there go the G-Ride While

I hop inside showin' these Crabs what that B like The

C-Side ready to wanna fuck with this Slippin'?

and slidin' C-K, Ridin' And

fuck the Crabs nigga, this is M and the L I

rather let them fools straight burn in hell Four

menace and a mile Y, G.Lil'. Hawkster Denver

Lanes and them Crenshaw Mafia nigga, [chorus]



WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane (West

Side is in the motherfuckin' house nigga), WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane [LIL'



LANIAK] Hoo-ridin'

on the West/Side a, lil' something something The

nigga that tripped out but it's the same nigga that's comin' With

the Mafia/Lanes runnin' eveything if you ask me Hawk

and Wy in the house watchin, these niggaz that's tryin' to blast me While

the Crabs get bucked while, YG's on our nuts Tryin'

to stomp not givin' a fuck bangin', out Coupes Cut-, Cutlasses

and Regals Desert, Eagles in our laps Not

to stash we, on the map for bustin' on Crabs (WOOP WOOP) Red

flags khakis, saggin' lower than before That

nigga from ?10-4th? on 109th to Figueroa Ain't

no joke Crabs, you, smoked you, say " loc"you; die Enter

at your own risk and welcome to the West/Side Where

hoo-ride on the flee side to K ride (WOOP WOOP) Tell

your friends it's that fool Lil' Laniak Duse With

the khaki suit boots, ??? I'm, always G'd up Smokin'

some weed up throwin', the L and the B up To

you him, them, the, same with me In

the D-E-N-V-E-R-L-A-N-E Stoned

drugged, off that bud throwin', up Blood khakis, to our knees Bitches

dick teasin' gets bust in they mugs What'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, WOOP Mafia

Lane (Woop Woop) WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane [BIG



WY] How

could a Crab go up against a Dog Yeah?

bitch, it's me Big: Wy Y G.uh., With

the untold mystery story to tell About

the motherfuckin' West/Side M and the L We

bring Crabs to they knees Bow

down and scream " please;"!I;

wear up beanie and jeans at a hundred degrees Set

trips I, kill Rips M, and L on that ass The

enemy shooter gangsta mack Disrespect

I, call you Crab (WOOP WOOP) I

drink gin and take weed to the brain I

smoke weed to pause And

hit you up off the " more;bounce" And;

that's real take, it how you wanna take it Killin'

friends and hoes Claimin'

tears of foes You

wanna chuck Bring? a gun nigga, fuck, a talk I

give up M and the L WOOP, WOOP when I Blood-walk Stomp

to your hood I, got your head on the ceiling In

the streets you slippin' steady, dippin' you trippin' C-Note

you's a punk-ass Crab bitch I

got my strap throw aim at your cleavage It's

the L and the M M, and L the same Nigga

peace, to Rick James Blood, Mafia/Lanes [chorus]



WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane WOOP

WOOP WOOP, WOOP Mafia

Lane CRENSHAW..



MAFIA/DENVER LANES
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