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lirik lagu y-b-g-2 are the braziest – damu ridas (bloods)

[intro]
oh yeah n*ggas…
back in this motherf*cker…
the y*g’s
we don’t give a f*ck n*gga, know i’m sayin’
yeah, we the crenshaw mafia…
l gang
woop woop
you know i’m sayin’
we ’bout to regulate this sh*t
crab n*ggas can hate this… f*ck…
beeyaatch

[verse 1: b*brazy]
i break your nose, wreck shows, plus bomb on hoes
yo, wear gangsta clothes, drive a coupe full of hoes
and i’m supposin’ that you wants to ride with these b*dogs, b*tch
since i’m beamin’ gold red rides on this rag 6*6
hey b*tch no perm just a curl for the girl
new 3*80 for these bustas as i twistin’ twirl
hoes be all the 9 since they heard b*braze signed
but i ain’t switch to f*ck that b*tch me and 8*ball switch
y*g’s on mind quick to * knock you out
eyes open, get your t**th slap right down your mouth
fools like me keeps it rollin’
down fig’ ??? from colden
they stay hood say all hood they starts unloadin’
i’m * holdin’
these nuts cause they’re big
aw sh*t b*brazy from the 9th and fig’
still breakin’ down the door
screamin’ figueroa
last time i hitted your ass up with that, hey yo yo
now b*tches grab your panties
n*ggas grab a ‘bird and bool*aid
and finally a whole verse with brazy daze biiitch
[hook]
i know you hate this but you can’t fade this
y*g*b n*ggas are the braziest
i know you hate this but you can’t fade this
y*g*b n*ggas are the braziest
i know you hate this but you just can’t fade this
who you know y*g*b are the braziest

[verse 2: g*spider]
i’m comin’ with a new twist, i’m bullsh*t’ for the ridas
and if you don’t know me call y*g spider
homicider from the wild wild
west side
crenshaw mafia gangster
no, i ain’t the prankster
i bank your much faster than swift
as i go enter rest fools best beware where is young sick*ass g
and that be me
from the 10*4 street by the close swap meet
on century, c*k all day
and maybe late night if the g*ride is tight what that b like side*side
nevertheless you claim motherf*ckers keep stressin’
so i keep scr*ppin’ and cappin’ with my smif & wesson
n*ggas can’t f*ck with me, myself and i
the cren murder gang in the d*l (right)
can’t we get a woop woop for this gangsta track? (woop! woop!)
4 packs, a jimmy hats for the punk hoodrats
that be swingin’ on the nuts of this young*ass g’s
i set a trap for the b*i*tches with some g’s
[hook]

[verse 3: lil’ hawk]
now it’s a lil’ something that must be spoke on
about the crenshaw mafia and is how we get a roll on
but peep * sh*t ain’t got deep
on the block last night
about four crab n*ggas drop
you wanna bang? motherf*ckers what’s up?!
i’m ’bout to put that motherf*cker gaze right up to your nut
aw… n*gga, you didn’t know?
about the 1*0*4 red
taggin’ n*ggas’ toes
i’m not showin’ no mercy in this game
lil’ hawk y*g and peelin’ crabs is the thang
a*b crossin’ out the c
and we don’t give a f*ck, west
side c*m*g
b*l double o*d
k!ller e*r*i*c*k*e*t
shoot him up bang bang with the mac*11
see 1*8*7 all
bloods go to heaven
you just can’t f*ck with this
it’s the 1*9*9*5 all crab n*gga dis ??? b*tch
[hook]

- damu ridas bloods

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