[SPIDER]
CRENSHAW MAFIA GANGSTER BLOODS
I`ma claim my hood till I`m buried in mud
To you Crab motherfuckers ain`t no stoppin` me
Best be watchin` this
Young G it all time
I`m that lil` nigga that they call the creepy crawler, yes y`all
Y-G Spider from the Mafia
Flowin` and goin` to the top
But I live in the Bottoms
To say I got problems (C-K)
I got `em
Now let me wreck or check the microphone
I`m a young Dog lookin` for my bone
Roaming strong through the I-N-G
Up Crenshaw with my nigga Bandini
Beamin`, flamin`, young G`s bangin`
The next generation gonna do the same thangin`
If you`re in the hood gon` be the first get caught up in the mix
Shaking `em like dice ?? four leaf (aw shit)
`bout to go first verse done
Hot like the sun and fire like a gun, fool
[LIL` HAWK & SPIDER]
S-P and Lil` Hawk with the flow that so tight
Hittin` you up West Side, wut dat Mafia like
We don`t give a fuck, we don`t give a shit
Hit you up West Side, wut dat Mafia like
[SPIDER & LIL` HAWK]
10-4 that`s the intro on the next verse
I stomp you to the dirt
And make sure it hurt
That`ll work
A young G representin` the B
Down with the C-K on C-K Century
Bangin` on the enemies, everybody`s a danger
Everybody`s stranger, one in the chamber
While I`m servin` and swervin`, swoopin` and woopin`
On the O.G. West Side lootin` and shootin`
Scootin`, gettin` the fuck outta dodge
And smokin` them Crabs that be the job
Robbin` and stealin`
Killin` and chillin` in the hood
West Westside Inglewood
Motherfuckers sucker lolly
Bitch-made
Who wanna get sprayed like some goddamn braids
Approach this like a ?? trick you die
Another C-M-G West Side C-K Ride
And it ain`t over Blood, we still gettin` high
Way up in the sky wut dat Mafia like
[LIL` HAWK & SPIDER]
S-P and Lil` Hawk with the flow that so tight
Hittin` you up West Side, wut dat Mafia like
We don`t give a fuck, we don`t give a shit
Hit you up West Side, wut dat Mafia like
[LIL` HAWK]
Special guest your request, motherfucker, it`s me
With my dog S-P, Lil` Hawk Y-G-B
Two riders that be
Gettin` they bang on
From 1-0-4
Aw, you didn`t know? You can`t fuck - wit`
Me and my nigga from rappin` and scrappin`, my finger`s on the trigga
And how in the fuck did you figure you don`t wanna be me
The West Side Inglewood B-D-O-G, I got love
For - all my real niggas
All the cap peelers and all the Crab killers
C is for Crenshaw M is for Mafia
L if for Lil` and H is for Hawk
Taking `em down and I`m breaking `em down too
C-M-G to the B nigga, I thought you knew, but you
Didn`t - so it`s assed out when me and S-P in the motherfuckin` house
[LIL` HAWK & SPIDER]
S-P and Lil` Hawk with the flow that so tight
Hittin` you up West Side, wut dat Mafia like
We don`t give a fuck, we don`t give a shit
Hit you up West Side, wut dat Mafia like...
