Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin` but the Blood in me...
[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
Dippin through the L block to the time
Woodworth P block just Mafia on mind
Interact at your own risk and welcome to the WEST SIDE!!
Where them niggas slippin` and slidin` and Crabs get the homicide
Four fire 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
Mafia in the house with two straps on the ??
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 cock finger on the trigga
West Side Crenshaw Mafia nigga
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin` but the Blood in me...
[LIL HAWK]
Now as I bail through the muthafuckin` alley and dump
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 barrel
No tattle tally will be allowed
Hoes, bitches, punk bitches get knocked the fuck out
On ?? nightly night is the prominent sleeper
4-7 K all day, street sweeper and
I can get rowdy if you want me too
Lil Hawk Red Riding 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 on and (yeah)
When will you be like rollin` down C-K Century
You better be down with the muthafuckin` B-O
D Inglewood niggas know where`s at, knick
Knack patty wack and all the homies stay strapped
And watch out cabbage for a pack I`m quick to grab my 9 and flex it
Makin` all Crabs to the exit
West Side Rider
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin` but the Blood in me...
[LIL HAWK]
Split it`s on, breakin` bone, Crabs ?? behind 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 dip, sockin` a Crab in his lip
You bitch-ass niggas don`t wanna set trip
With my nigga Lil` Nut
My homie C-K and
This the type of shit that we do everyday
It`s the muthafuckin` hood
The wild wild wild west
Inglewood B-O-T-T-O the M to the S
Where E-Law, Boss Hog and E-S
O-G Vinny Bop smokin` chronic even stress
T-Whirl, Mad Eye, Tiny L and even Smiley
Big Bun, Lunch Meat and Kenny Boy Rowdy
Gramps K-B knockin` niggas out
Big Hawk, Lil` Hawk we in the muthafuckin` house
(WOOP WOOP - WOOP WOOP)
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin` but the Blood in me...
[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` 4
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
C-P muthafuckin` F all the way to east side
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` a C-K
Four menace and a mile YG Lil` Hawkster
DENVER LANES!!
And them Crenshaw muthafuckin` Mafias, nigga
Aaha, it`s my nephew
Little-ass boy, WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP WOOP!!
Why must I be like that?
Why must I kill the Crabs?
Nuthin` but the Blood in me...
