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letra de i kan kill (a krab) - b-brazy

intro:

woop woop, woop woop, shiet, these mothaf-ckas… (inaudible) inglewood and south bentral biatch! l gang…
westside!
crenshaw mafia, denvers! worldwide biatch!
(b-brazy: (inaudible) off the woop woop, n-gga, y’all n-ggas ain’t from the woop woop, biatch, sh-t, is you really bangin’ though n-gga, sh-t…

verse 1: b-brazy:

i know the gangsta sh-t is what you cravin’ for, so goin’ to westside rollin’ down figueroa, and your two-toned caddy with the tremolo do’, you know it’s different daze-a-braze block can give you more, g-ngb-ngin’ at the two-duro butlass blood f-ck this, (the m n-gga), blood, f-ck that crab b-tch, a swerve on, the next honeycomb i stomp on, (biatch!) the rice krispies i can crunch on. i’m hittin’ corners on them rickets like big st. ides hard load from both ways (haha!) young braze with the twelve gauge, y’all n-ggas thinkin’ that i’m bangin’ on wax, well biatch, you must be smokin’ on crack, the cadillac got toed, so my b-tch-hoe, ride a bunch of gangsterism n-ggas twisters and vogue and i’ll go k!ll some crabs if you want me to (woo woo!). b-tch, i’m ’bout to coupe on they ass, like ’em off that loop on that ass, do that fast, n-gga f-ck crabs

chorus: b-brazy:

b-tch, i’ll go k!ll some crabs if you want me to, woo woo! (x2)

verse 2: lil’ hawk:

it’s about mothaf-ckin’ time to let the best n-gga rhyme from the cmgb n-gga organizing crime, and i be the quickest to the draw, rollin’ down crenshaw (crenshaw!), swoopin’ the b’d up, p’d up, cmg’d up (cmg!), as i dip and i dash you n-ggas know i blast on them crabs, break the n-gga face, then i burn his flue rag, now i’m rollin’ with my dog lil’ f-ckin’ b-mack, n-gga’s pockets on short so it’s time to do a jack (oh yeah!). we just lookin’ for anybody n-gga we don’t be givin’ a mad f-ck (right..), oh, there that n-gga go slippin’ on that brand new (inaudible), n-gga get the f-ck off i want the money and the ki’s skrrt, all the way to the cmg (oh sh-t…), in another n-gga sh-t that i just took, like ice cube said b-tch broke n-ggas make the best crooks, l, the i, the l, the h, the a, the w, the k, lil’ mothaf-ckin’ hawkster biatch, that n-gga that be doin’, pursuin’, all the crab sh-t i’m out to ruin, m and the l, l and the m, gangsta boogie, gangsta boogie (gangsta boogie!), crossing out the mothaf-ckin’ cookie (cookie!). n-ggas (n-ggas!), b-tches (b-tches!), y’all know my name, n-gga (y’all know my name, n-gga!)

chorus: lil’ hawk:
now, i can k!ll the crabs if you want me to, (cm’s!) woo woo!
lil’ hawk red ridin’ hood, f-ck little boy flue (cm’s!), woo woo!

chorus: b-brazy:

b-tch, i’ll go k!ll some crabs if you want me to, woo woo! (x2)

verse 2: tk ii:

first things first, i’m gon’ hit it where it hurts, put a b-tch-ass (inaudible) in a mothaf-cker he-rs-, you n-ggas know my name, it’s tk ii on the stage, i’ll f-ck you n-ggas up, i got the tight-ass fade (yeah!), i’m not a tight man, b-tch, i know you understand when i roll through yo’ hood with a gun in my hand, i’ll lay you n-ggas down, just like a clown but i’m not that n-gga, i bee you in the meantime, later, on the mothaf-ckin’ 4 b-tch, hittin’ mothaf-ckin’ d’s on ’em switches

verse 3: lil’ g-bone:

guess who it can be, that g-b-o-n-e from 104th street, crenshaw mafia, cmg (g!), i’m lettin’ n-ggas know about the mafia gang (gang!), regulatin’ crab gangs and bangin’ on hoo-rangin’ (woo woo!), my n-ggas don’t know on how we hoo-ride and sh-t, crenshaw mafia gangster bloods when i k!ll a e-ricket, but b-tches, n-ggas, i don’t gives a mad f-ck i’mma break ya, n-gga, for your fruit turf, b-tch, i’mma bank ya, shank ya, n-gga i spray ya, with this ak-ya, but i’mma lay ya, down, with the mothaf-ckin’ gangsta sound, n-ggas all around, mafia town, n-gga bow down, when i come through your f-ckin’ hood, where it’s at b-o-t-t-o-m-s inglewood! inglewood! inglemothaf-ckinwood! wood!

bridge: lil’ g-bone & tk ii:

i can k!ll a crab if you want me to, woo woo! (woo woo!)
it’s lil’ g-bone and tk ii, woo woo!

chorus: b-brazy:

b-tch, i’ll go k!ll some crabs if you want me to, woo woo! (x3)

spyder: woo mothaf-ckin’ woo!
verse 4: spyder:

i’m tired of the bullsh-t, your chance of livin’ is shady, it’s a, gang of n-ggas out there that hate me, wanna break me, make me, bow down in knee, sh-t, y’all mothaf-ckas best chill, ’til the wheels fall off, mothaf-cka i’mma ride, mission is do or die, suicide, who am i, yo, mothaf-ckin’ k!lla, yo, westside crenshaw mafia gangsta n-gga (that’s right), bee, a snitch, on the news, talk, on the cool, gave a lil’ info to the boys in flue, through, washed up, watch a young n-gga go head huntin’, hot lead dumpin’, instead of funkin’ you should of been runnin’, shake me, break me, you cupcake fakin’ that’s why, these gangsta-ass n-ggas regulatin’, i know you hate me, this sh-t that we come with, we come sick, quick to mothaf-ckin’ see crabs now…

chorus: spyder:

i can k!ll some crabs if you want me to. (then let ’em know then!)
i can k!ll some crabs with my mothaf-ckin’ uz’

lil’ hawk: woop woop, yeah, that’s my n-gga sp, the wild mothaf-ckin’ b, the kreepy krawlie with the bomb-ass flow, biatch!

- b brazy

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