(Chorus: Lil' Hawk):
I represent for my n*ggas. (Woop woop!) (x4)
(Verse 1: Lil' Hawk):
I feel a b*tch-made n*gga always laugh fast, so all that gang talking sh*t, better get you blasted
You better know first of all who you f*cking with, whoever hatin' on the Bloods go and suck a di*k
Real n*gga from the gate when they was scared to play, when they got my n*gga Braze then we Mafia Lane
Then after that, the streets were never the same, real n*ggas show me love, b*tches scream my name
My enemies try to test every now and then, but they got served f*cking with the CEM's
You can rap how you want, i'm not a rapper, i'm wrapping mothaf*ckas up, gun clapper
I'm from the side, of the I, where the b*tches skanless, they say the sh*t about my n*ggas, (inaudible: they could be banished), (inaudible: i bust this di*k and push this sh*t a lotta n*gga dead), i'm standing (inaudible: f*ckless), f*ck them hoes, i'm on a chase of bread
(Chorus: Lil' Hawk):
I represent for my n*ggas. (Woop woop!) (x8)
(Verse 2: Lil' Hawk):
(Inaudible: Broad day like walk up on they ass again), steady hand, perfect aim so i don't miss
One thing you should know, this is not a game, little homie on the 10, he'll blow your brains
All this little n*gga knows he from Mafia gang, this on (inaudible: thirty) banged out, man, sh*t the same. I'm tryna tell you, don't bring your ass around here, f*ck around and get, hunted like a brown deer
In my hood, it's just like a prison yard, we just got the b*tches, not the prison guards. I got my mothaf*cking n*ggas in the gun towers, come through, with that bullsh*t, you gettin' showered
I remember hangin' out, on the L, dawg. Thinkin' 'bout, gettin' money, like Shelldawg. Big homie, rest in peace, i share my love, i represent for my n*ggas, (inaudible: Westsidin' Blood)!
(Outro: Lil' Hawk):
I represent for my n*ggas. (Woop woop!) (x14)