lirik lagu bloods crips - c-k ride
(lil’ stretch)
what’s that? a little funky sh-t
ah, yeah
oh yeah, check it out
ah yeah
(lil’ stretch)
i’m comin’ straight from the five n-gg-
a young n-gg- is? live? i’m high
till this present meaning i’m f-cked that i showed up
strapped with the 44, n-gg-s know i got mine
stretch with a gauge, polly-b with the tec-9
not to long ago crabs try to test us
talkin’ that dumb sh-t tryin’ to get the best of us
but when i ain’t havin’ it
not takin’ that bullsh-t
cause you’ll get a 44 bullet on your shiznit
it’s not first time, won’t be the last time
n-gg-s all on mine cause i’m from the five-line
i’m gonna roll cause n-gg- it’s my time
peace to the homies from the four and the duece-nine
so motherf-ckers give me my props
and if you don’t
my .9 is gon’ pop-pop
leavin’ suckers flat back on their -ss, g
it’s in h-lls where i’m livin’ if you ask me
i give a f-ck my n-gg- about dissin’ them
cause already i’m a product of the system
(bl–dy mary)
bickin’ it back being bool
yeah, that’s what my homie said
rollin’ down by the boulevard finna bust a c-k
that’s a u-turn now we on bradfield
hope you ain’t a crab
that wants to get his cap peeled
bl–dy mary as you know
is a blood lover
cause crip gangs too busy killin’ up each other
throwin’ up the b, c-k
about to bail
water snakes givin’ up this crabby–ss smell
really – silly – busta, no jokin’
play with piru and get your f-ckin’ jaw broken
pump your brakes fool, true flue i ain’t havin’ it
look at the true ‘ru sportin’ a bulls jacket
bl–dy mary is on the mic and i’m flamed up
redrum murder you before you came up
when you bee me in red
tell me: “what’s up blood?”
don’t even trip or slip dumb crip
for ‘rus i got love
(bl–dy mary & lil’ stretch)
” hey, hey stretch, blood…
c’mon, c’mon to? marvins? to put in some work on these crabs over here in piru
hey, f-ck them n-gg-s, what about the kelly mark–ss n-gg-s?
oh yeah, right
we get their punk–ss too
yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll
i’m servin’ the motherf-ckers ”
(c-k)
check this out, kiki loco
bangin’ ain’t joke so let me laugh
you sounded like a b-tch with your non rappin’ -ss
i saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood
and f-ck that filthy bag who claimin’ lynwood
yeah, greedy-g
you sounded like a? geek
your sorry mumble mouth motherf-cker off-beat
let me say i wreck shop like cops and wreckin’ n-gg-s up
i’m rubbin’ your girl, the p-ssy is good but she’s a fat sl-t
yep, it’s all been harlem, like you said
yeah, the brims and the twenties leave a n-gg- dead
wearin them – bhakis red low and burgundy chucks
and if i catch you slippin’ in my hood wearin’ flue you gettin’ f-cked up
by your true ‘ru n-gg- named c-k
rick’ get back, rick’ get ruled every single week day
and i can’t stand rickets ’cause they’re scary
they could take a hairy d-ck and lick bl–dy mary
(red rag)
the penalty for killin i’ll pay the cost
i’ma ride c-k till the wheels fall off
you ‘hard time bustas’ what the f-ckin’ you work?
n-gg-s call you ‘nappy heads’ while i zip on my sweatshirt
i got .9 holes to lay ‘tramps’ on my sacks
i play the ‘cheese toast’, ‘bubble gum’ in my backpack
ain’t no way out when your casket is closed
you’re gettin’ rolled on by a crenshaw mafioso
i hate to being bothered cause you? snitchin’ for deep?
ripping ‘snot guns’ in half cause i got big beef
keep ridin’ and duckin’ and hidin’ from the four
down to, down to, down to catch hoe
when i catch you slippin’ here’s your reminder
red rag is a c-k rider
(bl–dy mary & lil’ stretch)
” d-mn, d-mn, them fools got served
and we served them motherf-ckers (blood gang – blood gang)
f-ck that motherf-ckin’? a.k.a. f-ck?
f-ck the crabs, i know i got beef to a tramp hood motherf-ckers
west/side inglewood avenue piru gang, hood
avenue piru east/side-motherf-ckin’-bounty hunters (f-ck crabs)
weirdos gangsta blood
avenue motherf-ckin’?
mad loko, big wack motherf-cker (right)
my motherf-ckin’ n-gg- jugghead (right)
my motherf-ckin’ homeboy big dee from east/side? motherf-ckin’ elm
(all the time)
rowdy motherf-ckin’ lok
yeah, we in this motherf-ckin’ g-ride (blood gang)
spook dogg, my n-gg- nutt (blood gang)
all you gangsta–ss n-gg-s
my homeboy rampage
my homeboy lil’ motherf-ckin’ pac
lil’ motherf-ckin’ bolo, big brother stretch dogg, what up fool!?
you n-gg-s is real mothef-ckin’ gangstas
and we ain’t f-ckin with these crab n-gg-s in the nine-tramp
yeah, we buckin’ their -ss out
yeah
i gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherf-ckin’ bompton piru n-gg-s
my homeboy mothef-ckin’ tom bomb… “
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