Mafia Lane

[BIG WY] Right What's up to all the buster-ass niggas 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 Rider The C.M.G. is the hood that I clizzaim D.L.B. Mafia Lanes and ain't shit changed You Ricket niggas must respect this M and the L Y.G.'s and can't no Crabs check this Crab niggas need to kill the noise Cause they don't wanna fuck with us blood clot boys I'm on the mission, nigga And there go the G-Ride 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 I'm out, 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 WestSide, a lil' something something The nigga that tripped out but is the same nigga that's comin' With the Mafia Lanes runnin' eveything if you ask me Hawk and Wy in the house, watchin these niggas 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 104th to 109th and Figueroa Ain't no joke, Crabs get smoked, you say "loc" you die Enter at your own risk and welcome to the WestSide Where hoo-ride on the flee side to K ride (WOOP WOOP) Tell your friends it's that fool Lil' Laniak Duce With the khaki suit, dickie boots, I'm always G'd up Smokin' some weed up, throwin' the L and the B up To you, him, them, the CM's with me In the D-E-N-V-E-R-L-A-N-E Still throwed off that bud, throwin' up Blood, khakis to our knees Bitches dick teasin' gets bust in they mugs What's up Wy and Hawkster? THE MAFIA'S THE HOUSE! Bangin' with the Lane and aimin' and taking the Franklins 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' WestSide 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..