Flamin B-dawgs (bloods) Crenshaw Mafia Lyrics

Crenshaw Mafia Lyrics

[excerpts from the movie BOYZ N THE HOOD]



Who's them niggas?



Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers



What set you from?



Crenshaw Mafia, Crenshaw Mafia



Who's them niggas?



Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers



What set you from?



Crenshaw Mafia, Crenshaw Mafia







[LIL' HAWK]



One, two, motherfuckin' three, nigga it's time to bail



It's that Crenshaw Mafia Gangsta (WOOP! WOOP!) time to kill



Lil' Hawk, S.P., Young June from the Lanes



Red flaggin', saggin' and bangin' like it ain't no thing







[TINY LOC a.k.a SPIDER]



It's young gangsta S.P.I.D.E.Ricket Killer



On C-K Century everybody know me



Fuck the ?? and all they homies this is Crenshaw Mafia



A 104 Street percent even let my ??







[JUNE DAWG]



Well it's the J to the U-N



Back into the E



I'm sippin' on some Henneby, I'm blastin' all my enemies



So nigga please



When you start swingin' off the B's



10-4 C.M.G. D-L-B's and 109th Street







[LIL' HAWK]



And it's your number nigga, the Crab killer



The Crenshaw Mafia, steadily breakin' the Crabs I'm sockin', poppin'



You can't fuck with this nigga



My hood be's the shit



M and the L, L and the M you punk b-i-tch (fuck Crab!)







[JUNE DAWG]



Well it's the mack and I'm back on that ass once more



L's up to them 10-4 mafiosos



I'm on the creep, I'm straight crawling



Young gangsta ballin'



Blasting on these Rickets now I'm ?? what they be calling







[LIL' HAWK]



And even Bloods like like Crabs so you know I stay strapped



Cause Crenshaw Mafia and Denver Lanes be like ten and more straps



I got love for the B, it just don't quit



I'm Lil' Hawkster from the Mafia kickin' that gangsta shit







[K-LOW]



Blood, from Denver Lane Gangstas



I be givin' it up



To the whole status



This Figueroa's finest 1-0-9 so when we'll ridin' it's C-K



Straight puttin' it down



That's on the D the L the G-B y'all



K-Low with Figueroa and 104th Street and Brenshaw







[TINY LOC a.k.a. SPIDER]



This little nigga is gettin' tired of all these fuckin' Crabs



1-8-7 send them to heaven burn they flue rag



Now you mad and you sad



Should've been a Ricket



Sit back and be bool ya know ya fools can't bickin'







[excerpts from the movie BOYZ N THE HOOD]



Who's them niggas?



Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers



What set you from?



Crenshaw Mafia, Crenshaw Mafia



Who's them niggas?



Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers



Goddamn man, I'm on parole ain't this about a bitch







[JUNE DAWG]



Well it's me, the nigga June comin' straight from my hood



With the gat consider me strapped because ?? that how I stood



The capital F-L-OW- that's what I bust when I flow



I rush a 4.0 from the corner liquor store



I roam in my bone ?? West Side of Los Angeles



These Rickets can't handle this cause Lanes too skandleous



Bree stick him up, Young Buck is a jack'



But no, they not



Never about the strap that I pack







[LIL' HAWK]



Is a burn? Is a flame?



No, Blood, it's me!



C-M-G 1-0-4 when I bail thru the door



I never giving a fuck, cherry Chucks will be on my feet



M and the L once I bail thru these motherfuckin' streets



I'm's no joke, I smoke Crabs like I smoke blunts



I put the biggety nuts ??? they ass ???



And when I exit the hizzouse



Niggas be hangin'



But only West Side Crenshaw Mafia you niggas can't fade this







[JUNE DAWG]



It's like one to the two and



Three and to the four and



I'm makin' niggas knowin'



About Figueroain'



I'm showin'



Wack MC's how to jam



The strap's in my hand now tell me who's the man



Oh yes I can



Flip gangsta shit every night



Bitch better have my money like my name's Dolomite



Now resite



When I grab the mic I'm 'bout to rip it



I threat you like a Ricket with no ?? you just can't bickin'







[LIL' HAWK]



Ain't no bitch



Cannot bitch



Fuck with this



Test the hood that I'm from, makes one of 'em to lick to dick



But bitch please



It ain't no need to slang



When I swoop in this candy apple Coupe on them thang



Slippin', slide with my nigga S.P.



I to the D-E to the R, YGB



And we do this shit like it ain't no thing



C-K motherfucker when I bang







[excerpts from the movie BOYZ N THE HOOD]



Who's them niggas?



Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers



What set you from?



Crenshaw Mafia, Crenshaw Mafia



Who's them niggas?



Crenshaw Mafia motherfuckers



What set you from?



Crenshaw Mafia, Crenshaw Mafia



Goddamn man, I'm on parole ain't this about a bitch...