right what s up to all the busta 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 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 woop woop woop woop mafia lane woop woop woop woop mafia lane  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 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 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 woop woop woop woop mafia lane woop woop woop woop mafia lane 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 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 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 lanes2
['g funk', 'gangster rap', 'west coast rap']