damu ridas (bloods) - true flue killer lyrics
mafia denver true flue k!ller…
(gonna be a murder)
[spider]
you crab n-ggas step in tha hood and get burned
punk motherf-ckers that’s a lesson to be learn (fool)
it’s the land of fire flame, west side bottoms gangs
b-tches on my ??? d-mn it’s a shame
how they swing, how can i explain why the f-ck they keep swingin’
every time they bee them brazy gangstas from the c-m-g
b-l-o-o-d/c-k/r-i-d-/a apostrophie s on the west side
n-ggas know where the hood for life f-ck who’s wonder why
slippin’ and slidin’ with my homies high as a kite
riding through your set late night smokin’ endo
lay back in a c honda accord lookin’ real low
tint on the window but a body on your block
so i got to shake the spot real quick chop-chop
hotd-mn i couldn’t get ’em, was too fast
so i’m all in traffic off to k!ll another crab
mafia denver true flue k!ller…
(gonna be a murder)
[peanut ii]
i hit you up with two l’s no cut
if you bangin’ give it up
because these ?? bloods are so f-ckin’ nuts
true flue k!ller n-gga
peanut the deuce (and i see kay-pee)
why you busta n-ggas through
k-p but i ain’t smelly just call me capone
it’s on i’m on the microphone to the breakadawn
ho’s are swingin’ off me but i’m a gangsta to the heart though
we don’t love them hoes and i’m puffin’ on endo
drinkin’ drank so don’t fake, you can’t f-ck with me (woop woop)
i’m a gangsta with ??? so just back up me
i’m k-p the y-g
a young gangsta biiiyatch
from figueroa street
where my khakis straight creased
wearing bright bright red
a few homies dead
so i see c 1-8-7 to my m-th-f-ckin’ end (woop woop)
with my n-gga 8-ball
breakin’ crabs’ jaws, red shoes, red bhakis, red m-th-f-ckin’ drawers
mafia denver true flue k!ller…
(gonna be a murder)
[pimp d]
hooked up with s-p about 4 o’clock
grab tha glock and said n-gga, let’s shake the spot
we rollin’ 4 deep in the coupe leanin’ to the side
it’s the west side y-g right (right)
y-g pimp d never givin’ a mad–ss f-ck
about no crab n-gga you know what’s up
it’s the west side, the best side, punk b-i-tch
now since i’m a down motherf-cker sent down to stack chips
now back your -ss on up and take four f-ckin’ paces
before i let you have it and you feel the penetration
as this heat that i bring to you so d-mn smooth
it’s like ooh!
you don’t know what i’m gonna do?
i’m takin’ him, i’m takin’ him, flip flop, flip back
it’s the b-funk n-gga, f-ck the hoodrat
or you didn’t know?
hoe… i’ll be the one
to see 1-8-7 make sure the job is done
mafia denver true flue k!ller…
(gonna be a murder…)
[b-brazy]
now as i b-dog walk through this is figueroa street
9 dookies, 1-0 k!llas, r-a-fleas get beat
got beef with the world so is anybody k
but i’m quoted on, so it’s on got to bust a c-k
rollin’ with them k!llas on the solo bolo
new recruits on the stripe rollin’ with this psycho
brazy n-ggas from the wild wicked west side
everytime i drink wine, a crab n-gga’s dyin’
on the streets of l.a. the only bloods on figueroa
and crabs still dyin’ so f-ck crabs hoe
denver lanes how we do it
i know i’ve been ???
man i smoke so many crabs i gotta go to care unit
beamed up like a bright red 1-0-9 watt bulb
denver lane bloods or the figueroa thug
c-k all day
even on the birthday
bickin’ bool even if i’ma have to get the k
mafia denver true flue k!ller…
(gonna be a murder…)
[lil’ hawk]
it’s the true flue k!lla!!
back up, hits the door
and i’m about to let you know about the 1 the 0 to the 4
c-m m-th-f-ckin’ g
who the f-ck is else n-gga?
name lil’ hawk y-g the crab k!lla
but now peep game
fool i bang for a fact
how the f-ck you gon’ say bustas on wax?
you b-tch -ss n-ggas, it was all to the good
but then i heard your -ss dis the motherf-ckin’ ‘hood
and that’s where
you n-ggas f-cked up
oh… you didn’t know c-m-g don’t give a f-ck?!
y-g’s n-gga
we love to get active
b-tches on my nuts because this red so attractive
but i don’t trust no hoe cause keke loco was a b-tch
and you know like i know all crabs ain’t sh-t
so n-ggas
next time i hope you remember
never fix your mouth to dis the mafia denvers, b-i-tch
mafia denver true flue k!ller…
(gonna be a murder…)
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