* Mafia Denver True Flue Killer...  (Gonna be a murder)    [SPIDER]  You Crab niggas step in tha hood and get burned  Punk motherfuckers is the lesson to be learn (fool)  It's the land of fire flame, West Side Bottoms Gangs  Bitches on my ??? damn it's a shame  How they swing, how can I explain why the fuck 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  Niggas know where the hood for life fuck who's wonder why  Slippin' and slime where my homies high is a kite  Rhyme to you 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  Hotdamn I couldn't give 'em two blast  So I'm all in traffic off to kill another Crab    Mafia Denver True Flue Killer...  (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 fuckin' nuts  True Flue Killer nigga  Peanut the Deuce (And I see Kay-Pee)  Why you busta niggas 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 fuck 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 1-8-7 to my muthafuckin' end (WOOP WOOP)  With my nigga 8-Ball  Breakin' Crabs' jaws, red shoes, red bhakis, red muthafuckin' drawers    Mafia Denver True Flue Killer...  (Gonna be a murder)    [PIMP D]  Hooked up with S-P about 4 o'clock  Grab tha Glock and say nigga, 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-ass fuck  About no Crab nigga you know what's up  It's the West Side, the best side, punk b-i-tch  Now since I'm a down motherfucker sent down to stack chips  Now back your ass on up and take four fuckin' paces  Before I let you have it and you feel the penetration  As this heat that I bring to you so damn 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 nigga, fuck 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 Killer...  (Gonna be a murder...)    [B-BRAZY]  Now as I B-Dog walk fool this is Figueroa street  9 dookies, 1-0 killas, 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 killas on the solo bolo  New recruits on the stripe rollin' with this psyco  Brazy niggas from the wild wicked West Side  Everytime I drink wine, a Crab nigga's dyin'  On the streets of L.A. the only Bloods on Figueroa  And Crabs still dyin' so fuck 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 allday  Even on the birthday   Bickin' bool even if I'ma have to get the K    Mafia Denver True Flue Killer...  (Gonna be a murder...)    [LIL' HAWK]  It's the True Flue Killa!!  Back up, hits the door  And I'm about to let you know about the 1 the 0 to the 4  C-M muthafuckin' G  Who the fuck is else nigga?  Name Lil' Hawk Y-G the Crab killa  But now peep game  Fool I bang for a fact  How the fuck you gon' say bustas on wax?  You bitch ass niggas, it was all to the good  But then I heard your ass dis the motherfuckin' 'hood  And that's where  You niggas fucked up  Oh... you didn't know C-M-G don't give a fuck?!  Y-G's nigga  We love to get active  Bitches on my nuts because this red so attractive  But I don't trust no hoe cause Kiki Loco was a bitch  And you know like I know all Crabs ain't shit  So niggas  Next time I hope you remember  Never fix your mouth to dis the Mafia Denvers, b-i-tch    Mafia Denver True Flue Killer...  (Gonna be a murder...)  (typed by: nemesi_@libero.it)