[B-BRAZY]
Ladies and Gentlemen
Please give me a nice round of applause for ny nephew Li`l Hawk YG
Bring your ass out here Blood
Pull your pants up nigga
[LI`L HAWK]
Comin` right back at you, Blood it`s me
It`s that Crab killin` nigga from the C.M.G.B
D.L. when I bail up this biggety biggety block
With my hand on my Glock
Ready to pop and watch these fools drop
I`m Li`l Hawk
From the Crenshaw-motherfuckin`-Mafia
Swoopin` and woopin` candy apple Coupe and
Hair full of ?P.T.?, Black Pumas, red stripes
Black bhakis, red flag, takin` off on the mic
I`m not Snoop
But I`m quick to diggety dog your ass
With my strap, ready to blast, nigga fuck all Crabs
And um... I don`t give a fuck you know
And 1-0-4 be the street where it`s at for sure
So many niggas representin` the B and
When the funk gets jumpin` all the Crabs get to runnin`
But it ain`t no hide when I`m C.K. Ridin`
Slippin` and Slidin` and we all West Side
To the tick and the tock and the tock to the tick
On the B you Crab niggas can`t fuck with this (yeah!)
[CHORUS]
Hold up, stay off the nuts
Crenshaw Mafia niggas don`t give a fuck
Ooooweee, who could it be?
It`s that nigga Li`l Hawk Y-motherfuckin`-Geee
[LI`L HAWK]
Now come take a ride with a nigga like me
On the other side of town where the Bloods put it down
Steppin` right every night, Inglewood is where it`s at
With my dog S.P., B-Braze and Li`l Yak
Mad Eye with the sack, cup of yack, that`s my G
Homie from the hood and he rollin` with me
Till the wheels fall off YG Li`l Hawk
As I bails up the block with this limp in my walk
But since I talk that talk that be so way out
I`m about to blow a motherfuckin` Crab`s brain out
Lay him out in the street, a dead Crab can`t snitch
And that`s what you get, you went out like a bitch
Should`ve been a B-Dog, it was all to the good (WOOP! WOOP!)
But now I got to kill you `cause you from the wrong hood
This is Bloods bitch, you better recognise
You will get fucked up slippin` on the West Side (best side)
104 C.M.G. it don`t quit
I`m Li`l Hawkster from the Mafia, you can`t fuck with this (WOOP! WOOP!)
[CHORUS]
Hold up, stay off the nuts
Crenshaw Mafia niggas don`t give a fuck
Ooooweee, who could it be?
It`s that nigga Li`l Hawk Y-motherfuckin`-Geee
[LI`L HAWK]
True Flue Killa!
How the fuck you figure
You fucked around and got the wrong nigga
Come to take my motherfuckin` hood for a joke you`ll get smoked out
?Pino? ass biatch ain`t shit to let you know
And your shady-ass ?hole? motherfucker to the roaster
You know you can`t fuck with this Bloodclot Boy
Handles my business
Let my gat ?? and jerk
YG Li`l Hawk puttin` in the most work
Ahhoowww Yaba-Daba-Doo
Young G in this game nigga fool I ain`t new to, don`t
Trip, don`t slip, don`t enter the Mafias
The homies from the hood will break you off somethin` proper
I`mma roll with my niggas, I`mma ride with my niggas and
If I got to I`mma die with my niggas gettin`
High with my niggas, it`s just another day
In the Crenshaw Mafia Gang C-motherfucking-K
I can`t stop, I won`t stop, I refuse to quit
And you motherfuckers know you can`t fuck with this, biiatch!
[CHORUS]
Hold up, stay off the nuts
Crenshaw Mafia niggas don`t give a fuck (yeah, yeah)
Ooooweee, who could it be?
It`s that nigga Li`l Hawk Y-motherfuckin`-Geeeeeeeeee
[B-BRAZY]
Ah Goddammit, goddammit..
Turn that shit down now, that`s my nephew now
Goddamn turn that shit off goddammit
Fuck that got to pay due
Put on some B.B. King or somethin`..
Damn it true shit
It`s Crazy Pops
Y motherfuckin` G
(that`s the homeboy G-Bo...)
You know I`m sayin` from Crenshaw Mafia
Motherfuckers..
