Wut Dat Mafia Like Lyrics

Wut Dat Mafia Like lyrics

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[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...