Ck Free Style lyrics

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WOOP

Aaawww shit!

WOOP

Free Style

Biiitch

Nigga, WOOP WOOP

West Side

Free Style

Hawk in the mothefucker, WOOP WOOP

M and the L

Fuck your gang

Free Style nigga in this motherfucker, you don`t hear me dough, know I`m sayin`

You know I`m sayin`

Yeah

And she bangin` though nigga, that`s what I wanna know

Y`all niggas talkin` that shit Blood

But nigga she bangin` though



[ALL THE DAMUS SHARE THE MIC]

C muthafuckin` K, about to take you once again

Kickin` down the door with Big Ben and Lil` Joe

You didn`t know it`s still flow

It`s the same fuckin` thang fool

Bangin` with the Lanes...

Aw...Aw... it`s the Y-G Braze

Bitch, here I come

Being off Bacardi and the Hennessy Rhum

And bitches be swingin` on this 1-0-9 thang

I`m C-K ridin` like it ain`t no fuckin` thang

Over the wall, over the fence, comin` outta the cut

It`s the Y-G about to light your ass up

Now how many niggas wanna take a trip with me?

Through the capital I to the N-G

Can I get a WOOP WOOP for the homies, I thought you knew

I hit you up with this L, it`s from the West Side Denver Avenue

Khakis straight creased, red Chuck on my feet, long hair

And hit you up with the motherfuckin` B

Aaawww shit, the Y-G, the Hawkster

Where the fuck I`m from nigga?

CRENSHAW MAFIA!!!

What street? Shit!

Nigga beginnin` to fuck with

The nigga that be

Fuckin` it up and nigga it just don`t quit

But like damn, oooohh-weeee

Guess ?? the mic

?Tear? it to the rhythm gotta put it on the mic (right!)

Where the M and the L crew, the L and the M crew

West Side muthafuckin` Gangstas do this shit

And we do this shit like it ain`t no motherfuckin` thang

This is Y-G gangsta Braze from the Denver Lane gang (gang!)

Doin` this shit cause I`m a Boover/Crispy killa

A hun` and 9th street West Side motherfucker...

Well, it don`t stop and your ass in the cut

I`m `bout to light your ass up, you know what`s up, nigga

Up and up in the way it`s Lil` Y-G Hawkster

Breakin` their ass some` proper you know what`s the flow I`m outta door

... Figueroa it`s me K.P. (bitch)

A down Y.G. hittin` you up with this West Side B`s

I got the Y-G`s on the side

They do an homicide, fuck Cheese Toast and Boover

I`m down to C-K (Boover you all die!) WOOP WOOP!

Now - nigga

What the fuck is up (oooh!)

It`s me Little Hawk and my fast cherry Chucks

Like - dumped out the Crab my

Shoes is kinda bloody (damn!!!)

But that`s what the fuck you get

Swingin` on my woody, aw... bee-yaatch

You niggas fucked up going around in the circle

Cause I`ma flow sucker Crab in the eye and it turn ??

I don`t give a fuck, yeah, I`m puttin` in work

With the big flamin red, C-K on my shirt

?? `cause I`m Fig` fuckin` flowin`

I don`t be know one while these hoes be swingin`

Is it cause I`m flowin` got this bumpties everyday

I bust a C-K

With my nigga K-P or my nigga Eighty-Eight

1-0 the 4 street, West Side M and the L

Jammin` to the shit got it keep it with the B (bitch)

Awwww yeah... West Side C-K Ridin`... we don`t give a...

Figueroa Street behind us D-L-Y-G`s

K-P, B-Brazy, Hawk, young Y-G

S-P, we from Fig` and Century hittin` you up

Fuck Hard Time Bustas this is Denver Lane Blood

And I`m down 1-0-4 and Crenshaw lay back in the cut

If your ass came Crab in nigga you gettin` fucked up (oh!)

It`s the - freestyle flow that I puts it in the mix with it

One two three four five and - fuck, killin` a motherfucker...

???????

It`s me B-Brazy blood, your big fuckin` brother

Got beef ?? a nigga like me, a YG

Ten and five with three, fuck Rice Crispies

It`s the nigga (brrrr... nigga) Hundred and Ninth street

You don`t wanna get stupid

What`s up breakin` niggas like ??

Ahahaha, damn I ?? in the cut

I pulled out the 90 leathers ?? shot

Gangsta Dee roll with meeee up to the cut

Grab your shit and let`s fuck these niggas up (beeyaatch!)

Jump out the ride, dump these niggas

We don`t give a fuck because WE ALL CRAB KILLAS!

... a fuckin` psyco with this freestyle flow

Aw you didn`t know it`s the 1-0-4

Aw... Fuck Dogg Pound nigga, fuck y`all

C-K, aw shit, 1-0-9, aw shit

Nigga from Figueroa, it-it-it`s K-P

Century, my homies from C.M.Y.G.

C-K nuggets with the P

I thought you understood

It`s all to the good down West Side Inglewood

I`m from FIIIIGUEROOOA, FIGUEROA, FIGUEROA

Nasty hoes if you`re ?? offend the flow

I got deep for dayz, yeah me Braze Daze

So as I hit the fuckin` stages it`s like

??? glazed

I got you fiendin` by the way I`m this Cadillac leanin`

I`m on 1-0-9 I`m outta space for my platinum Mac

But hold - fuck up and let me take a

Motherfuckin` flow, niggas don`t know it`s 1-0-4

But never ??? the fuckin` up ?? more

Time my rhyme, committs the fucker, ?? bust but (bitch)

Nigga be talkin` that shit but gets up my nuts in your - mouth

Hey yo watch out for Fig, we be down YG`s

Ah yeah nigga

We hittin` niggas...
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