lirik lagu damu ridas (bloods) – time is gone
[verse 1: o.g.]
bailin’ up out the east side, ready to go, hittin’ the door
n~ggas goin’ down and dropped off with them triple gold
thangs, but now a slopes ain’t givin’ a f~ck
about a copper tryin’ to stop us, sayin’ f~ck them hoes, we stacking ’em up
and to the top is where we headed, yeah, we major player
n~ggas up in my city cluckin’ the most grip, we all into birds
and it’s worth to the n~ggas in my ~ hood
that’s movin’ a motherf~ckin’ thangs doin’ real ~ good
know y’all, what’s up boy, yo without love and tell it’s hard
all my n~ggas is comin’ up and gettin’ large
droppin’ the top and never to drop a motherf~ckin’ dime
homie you gets caught up in the game you gots to do your time
the consequence as a real b~tch
but n~ggas should know what’s worth than your word
so you best to clock your f~ckin’ grip
n~ggas don’t wreck yourself but get your f~ckin’ grind on
go for the k!ll so you can chill ‘fore your f~ckin’ time’s gone, n~ggas
[verse 2: green eyez]
now i’m bailin’ down the four, n~gga, bhakis creased
then i laugh when i hear a crab ~ hollerin’ about peace
n~gga must be brazy, that sh~t ain’t in my vocab
i put a cap in his ass and leave his ass in a rehab
then head to the hospital, my job ain’t done
i want to bee his ass b~tch feet deep, and then some
leavin’ motherf~ckers in a big hole
went to scoop up young leak, pops and my n~gga dogg
pops lit up one of those fat~ass blunts
now i’m high as f~ck, n~gga, on the crab hunt
the first crab i bee, my mind goes hostile
i load the gun and put one in his nostrils
for disrespecting
i’m knowin’ for checkin’ a ricket
tryin’ to come to ~ low key and bickin’
with this motherf~ckin’ dog hollerin’ “what’s up blood!?”
1~0~4 like i said, always draped in red
and if i hear you say “crab” then n~gga it’s on
and your ass’ll die ~ before your time is gone
[verse 3: big wy & lil’ stretch]
now tell me who the f~ck’s next up on this mic?
c~k big wy finna punch out your f~ckin’ life
here comes the smasher, straight crab crusher
k!llin’ all rickets, baby mamas and crab lovers
well boy, f~ck all these n~ggas wearin’ all that flue sh~t
i f~ck up sh~t and i likes to k!ll f~ckin’ rips
we roll on them n~ggas if them n~ggas hangin’ out
roll up to them n~ggas blow they motherf~ckin’ brains out
buck his motherf~ckin’ brains, let these n~ggas know we ain’t bullsh~ttin’
empty yo clip and show these crabs who they’re f~ckin’ with
c~k ridin’, damu ridin’
motherf~ckin’ bounty hunters five line pridin’
now tell me motherf~ckin’ crab n~gga what’s stoppin’ ya?
the y.g. gangsta regulator crenshaw mafia
n~ggas better recognize some k!llers in your f~ckin’ face
n~ggas gettin’ slapped with the motherf~ckin’ tec, b~tch
i c~k all day, all the motherf~ckin’ time
it’s in my mind all the time, n~gga 1~0~9
c~k ridin’ is the motherf~ckin’ mission
k!llin’ all crabs, makin’ n~ggas come up missing
m and l, l and the m, all the sh~t is good
west side is the hood, neighborhood, call it inglewood
n~gga where i’m from? the motherf~ckin’ projects
where n~ggas get wrecked and they motherf~ckin’ chin checked
bust ’em in his motherf~ckin’ face, let these n~ggas know
you from the five and i’m from the 1~0~4
we shootin’ them motherf~ckin’ crabs everyday for fun and don’t forget
n~ggas been down every since motherf~ckin’ day one
i smoke bud! f~ck these n~ggas smokin’ loop
i [?] woop woop when i scream woop out the f~ckin’ coupe
i got them motherf~ckin’ bhakis and a t~shirt
black starter cap ready to put in work
the motherf~ckin’ w period to the f~ckin’ youngsta
i went to century and fig’ i’m ready to spray on you motherf~cker
n~gga i’m a soldier, holdin’ f~ckin’ boulders
n~ggas want to run up, you suckers, i told you
i thought you to the motherf~ckers know a n~gga told you
crenshaw and century and play on figueroa
so never forget when you’re f~ckin’ with these soldiers
big wy and lil’ stretch, n~gga, yes we (i) told you
[outro]
f~ck you punk~ass n~ggas, n~gga
big wy ain’t sayin’ bullsh~t, n~gga
see n~ggas better recognize
biiiaaatch!
west side m and the l
east side!
ballin’ on these n~gga
crenshaw mafia for life
regulatin’ n~ggas out n~gga
you know i don’t give a f~ck n~gga
i’m ready f~ckin up this sh~t
it’s on n~gga
yeah
it’s on n~gga
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