[DO OR DIE]
I`m holdin` my 9
Fillin` the clip with Teflon Tips, so
When I pull the trigger
It`s penetratin` shit
I grab my gat and pull the trigger of the 9
Shoot you in the head, it`s gonna blow your fuckin` mind
I`m peelin` caps like monkey peels banana
A killer for hire
Just like ??
Or spits up
Slobs be flamin` but my 9 is quicker
I`m crippin` for life so Slobs I`m gonna get ya
Uh, I`m bendin` corners, rollin` rowds in this cut
Drinkin` hurt and jerk
Smokin` on the blunt
Burnin` down, crippin` ain`t easy yo hysteria
Watch slow, here I go, Slobs yellin`: HIT THE FLOOR!
But it`s too late cause I`m smokin` on some shit
Poppin` the trigger quick
And poppin` another clip
Poppin` the trigger quick
And poppin` another clip, it`s that ?? gas
The fuckers bendin` corners again
Turn up the sound - feelin`
Act from the killin` bitch to park it
As I flee from the scene jump into my ride
And go through Martin Luther King till my nigga Sin
For him I`m all in
... muthafuckin` bullet
I got your back
Goddamn right Cuz
You don`t hear me though
Fuck all y`all Slobs
Puttin` in much work
[BLUE RAG]
I`m deliverin` real in every form and characteristic
Layin` Slobs in their muthafuckin` casket
Puttin` in work cause my mind`s gone
Lookin` on my chrome to blow for Slobs gone
And watch him bleed cause I careless
I don`t give a fuck
I put you more in this chest
So beware of the nigga named Blue Rag
A crazy-ass Crip with a 4-4 Mag
So watch out cause I`ma get you too
Another Slob bites the dust, fool!
Put my pen through the paper
I`m holdin` Crip caper
To kill me a Slob
Mentally or taper
But if you want to go further than that
I get physical
And peel your muthafuckin` cap back
I give a fuck I want my sign throw
Just to let you know
For your muthafuckin` info
Trick-ass nigga
Remove the dread
You live a life longer
And one in the ?bed? (smoke him)
Cause I`m a trigga happy Crip straight Slobs killin` expert
Puttin` in much work
Puttin` in work for the muthafuckin` Slob-ass niggas
Goddamn right
You know I`m sayin`
Right
Nigga Sin...
Hurtin` and all that... muthafuckers
Doin` dirt like that you know I`m sayin` nigga
This is Crips, ahaha
[AWOL]
My nigga Sin got shot so I jumped in my `4
Swoop around the corner then I`m aimin` for the window
I saw a shadow
The rival not the wrong one
It doesn`t matter
So I just can smoke a Slob one
I heard the fingers, Slob`s momas started runnin` out
I`m vibratin` cause my bullet keep comin` out
Puttin` in work a nigga said by jar
While I`m trippin` and sendin` Slobs to the morgue (ahaha)
Elm Street
Just got picked off
Dued to the fact that caine game got ticked off
I told the Slob I was out to get
So I pause for a minute to reload the clip (Oh yeah Loc)
I pump the few right there in his ass
But then I dumped down
And told Crip it`s the hit the gas
Back to the hood that`s where I hide out
Cause I`m the original, only Snoops just died out
You never know what a nigga is burnin` for
Let`s know what a nigga is gunnin` for
Find a Slob and it`s delivery (deliver his ass)
I put in work so my day is complete
Aw goddamn right we gon` puts` in muthafuckin` work
Snoop-ass Avenues Pirus
A-P-B bullshit
All you muthafuckin` Crenshaw Maggots
CARIP!
Inglewood Faggots
Fuck all you Slob-ass niggas
[DO OR DIE]
Another night on a mission
Dumpin` the barrel, dumpin` the high
Dumpin` the bucks that I`m dishin`
I see y`all nigga from the other side (kill his ass)
Hold up my gun
And aim for his fuckin` eyes
And when I`m gone
I`m drinkin` on some liquor
Fast ?? to take Slobs only get killed quicker
[BLUE RAG]
Fruitfully speakin` Blue Rag straight shit
To kill me a Slob
This muthafuckin` weekend (say why!)
Cause I`m a Crip
A Crip for life, G
Pleadin` guilty
To charges of insanity
I`m goin` crazy every minute of the hour
Crip to the heart but it`s still black power
Fuck the S to the L to the O-B
Stay down with Crip cause Crip with me
(Said smoke that muthafucka)
[AWOL]
Now I`ma stay down
And down for the mission
Let me get my Gat load ??? so I can this shit
A Gee, a ride
A grey Six Trey
Now I can get the A-K, you goin` in plate, uh
All right down, white down, show `em hurt (nigga)
I gotta hearse to jerk and straight puttin` in work
Puttin` in work
Goddamn Snoops
Smoke them muthafuckin` Snoops
Goddamn right, Cuz
Kill their punk bit ass, you know I`m sayin`
Crippin` ain`t easy
Sorry muthafuckas
I know Crippin` ain`t easy
You gon` puttin` in work for the 9-3`s and the 9-4
Fuck all you Slob-ass niggas
We gon` kill you mentally
And not physically on this motherfuckin` tape...
This is for you Sin
Cause this is Crip 4 Life
Goddamn right Cuz
Now I love the Crip niggas layin` in peace
Crippin` ain`t easy... I put in work...
