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Artist:	Damu Ridas (Bloods)
Song Title:	C-K Free Style
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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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