Krazy Ass Mexikans (ft. Bad Boy & Ant Dog) - Mr. Shadow

What’s crackin'

Shadow in San with my dog, Bad Boy

Javie Lopez track, you know how we do this shit

West coast, motherfucker

Heads turn with concern when I bend the block

You motherfuckers don’t learn that I’m burnin' hot

Only G’s on my team always ready to bust

Make G’s everyday, in green paper, we trust

Check your nuts cause the streets ain’t givin' a fuck

Me and my shadow on the hunt, gettin' rid of you punks

Gun carriers

Eliminate your whole area

Mass destruction, make your family bury ya

I’m way ahead of you snitches and haters

Bitches take pictures, yeah, they say, we’re the greatest

Perpetrators ain’t allowed in my vacinity

Fuck around and get blood in your facility (Pop)

Your tranquility will fade to none

Cause I’m that bald motherfucker with the loaded gun

Holdin' everyone responsible

Motherfucker

I’m the reason why they say that anything is possible

Motherfucker

Chorus: Ant Dog

Fuck 'em all, they wanna bank it

We rarely

Advise before you make a move or (???) can’t be daily

Talkin' big shit, but ain’t got the balls to face me

Fully loaded clip, no mask, all safety

West coast and we rock the most

For all my gangstas and all my hoes

You know, Bad Boy and them

He some crazy ass Mexicans

Well, good Lord

I’m in the S. D

Smokin' lye immensely

Shadow in the drop, throwing up the S-3

You sexy, ma, won’t you stop and let’s freak

Dick’s about as big as the size the checks be

I’m serious, you been sweet since scent of sticks

I fuck around it

Now let me say my synopsis

Then fuck rap

I’m just in it for dividens

Addicted to the streets, bitches sweet as cigarettes

I got a question

Who the hardest in it?

It’s us, homie, stop ya feelin'

It’s the lyrical rappin' phantom, I blast at 'em

Dippin' up and watch, I spit and backstab 'em

The gat clapper

Call me the Madd Rapper

You actin' rap, back turd, the gat’ll gat ya

And I’m done, leave ya twisted, dude

Leave you bitches like some pigeon fool

Motherfucker

Repeat Chorus

West coast and we rock the most

For all my gangstas and all my hoes

You know, Shadow and them

He some crazy ass Mexicans

Well, good Lord

When I aim at your frame, you will see the light

They ain’t taking me in without putting a fight

Damn right, I’m a west side G for real

Pack steel, then roll around with intentions to kill

I’m the king of my own hill

Make ya blood spill

Quick, motherfucker, still down to let ya heart squeal

I once killed in bigger bills, no question

Pushed on the whips for rainy days, no stressin'

Got blessed on my so-called riders

Dead on arrival, no chance for survival

You’re wearing blindfolds, you can’t see Shadow

And if you did, it’s on local rap channel

Plenty of ammo with extra clips

And you can bet ya punk ass that your wig’ll split

Spit game at your trick cause she loves the dick

Me and my gangsta Bad Boy, criminal shit

Bitch

Motherfucker

Repeat Chorus

West coast and we rock the most

For all my gangstas and all my hoes

You know, Bad Boy and them

He some crazy ass Mexicans

Well, good Lord