lirik lagu charlie row campo - crime
[verse 1: baby jokes]
f~ck the phony, you ain’t got sh~t on me
i’m a solo gang hanger from the 213
where you been at?
i been busting out of cadillacs
peeling caps back, smoking fat glass
in the county and you know i’m smacked back
it’s a one time do or die, throwing up the east side
so what you sayin’ lil homie i’m insane
insane winos cl!ck and i’m down to play
you can’t fade, fool, you can’t even create
just stay in one place while you rally with the gang
cause i’m flippin’, i’m trippin’, i’m straight east dippin’
on whittier boulevard, still straight [?]
you can’t handle
it’s the life of the scandal
many men babble, g’s like me travel
(baby jokes from that 213, baby)
(charlie row baby, cause it’s all about)
[chorus: bigg bandit]
all about c~r~i~m~e (oh yeah)
money ovеr murder
in the, in the h~doublе o~o~d (o~d)
with all the little g’s saying (saying)
you don’t wanna f~ck with us
say, you don’t wanna f~ck with us
duck low when the gun go bust
enemies don’t even f~ck with us
[verse 2: chino grande]
it’s that twisted life shotter, make ya go buck wild
ese f~cking with the row is like doggystyle
with your ass in a coma, b~tch you a goner
this rusty strap keeps me alive in my holster
suppose to, keep your mouth on hush
i toss the varr in the air before i smash them guts
see i be here to whittier, my revolver keeps spinning
spin around and i’m dumpin’
four fingers and i’m jumping
i knock that ass out right before i pass out
hit you like a pipe with no t~~th and them white clouds
night train got me insane, itchy palm
find your homies in a hole just like saddam
you want some? better bring the heat
i got your head in my spokes from across the street (what?)
you want some? better bring the heat
i got your head in my spokes from across the street
[chorus: bigg bandit]
all about c~r~i~m~e (oh yeah)
money over murder
in the, in the h~double o~o~d (o~d)
with all the little g’s saying (saying)
you don’t wanna f~ck with us
say, you don’t wanna f~ck with us
duck low when the gun go bust
enemies don’t even f~ck with us
[verse 3: jasper loco]
it’s the dos uno f~cking tres
cause i’m strapped with a gat and a teflon vest
feel my bullets penetrate your m~th~f~cking flesh
through the los is the coast of the wicked west
real fools with their hoods straight across their chest
enemies hope you levas f~cking rest in p~ss
hit the spliff as i dip through the midnight mist
what’s the cl!ck? it’s the spruce and we’re doing it
doing that, fool we strapped with the nueve gat
on the east of the streets where you know us at
fake fools get em on the f~cking cl!ck clack
that’s a real fact, put you on to straight bags
southern california from the criminal with los hats
flossing hood tats, ese with that chrome strap
you wanna run up b~tch, your m~th~f~cking face cracked
cause it’s money over murder puto
and it’s m~th~f~cking like that
[chorus: bigg bandit]
all about c~r~i~m~e (oh yeah)
money over murder
in the, in the h~double o~o~d (o~d)
with all the little g’s saying (saying)
you don’t wanna f~ck with us
say, you don’t wanna f~ck with us
duck low when the gun go bust
enemies don’t even f~ck with us
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