[BIG FREEZE]
Catch the beat for the Ace Duece Trey
Big Freeze is in effect for 94 and I`mma spray
Tec-9 hollow point tips on your Slob-ass killin snoops
In the street with me and he won`t
Last a second, come to checkin` all you slobs with the quickness
Dumpin` with the Tec you close you`re eyes and try you wish this
This was a dream and maybe one day you`ll wake up
But you ran upon the wrong Franklin Crip and got bucked
Right back in your muthafuckin` place
Big Freeze got the nine in your muthafuckin` face
And just to let you know I ain`t no muthafuckin` ho
Hot feeling full of lead and leave your body on the floor
It`s BK Crippin` all the time when I ride Nationwide
East Side Franklin Crippin` , so you Slobs better hide
And if you don`t when I see you I`ma kill you
You can bet your bottom dollar fool I`ll peel you
[BATMAN]
This ain`t no poser but I be bang Crabs to pieces
Wonderful one to his head and deceased him
Point blank range it was strange the way it happened
East Side Swans pulled up and started cappin`
Crabs been runnin` and duckin` and try to get the fuck away, but it`s too late
Cause I popped hI`m with the H.K. pop
Miggety gun between the Crabs with me strap with me Nine
Buck buck buck buck buck E-Ricket always die
Me kick the rasta shit hI`m make me mad I get with him
Me comin` from South Central ??? me say trick
Bickin it kickin it and stoppin it, pissin` and jackin` a punkin` the Crab dude
Me love to smokin` chronic, drink O.E. and act a fool
Some Crab in me hood losin` life for ?? chip
Me happy to Glock and got and show `em for no pity
Blood, me gangsta from me hood, me killin` never like a slut
Or me can do the ?? because them snitch like a ??
[SIX PACC]
I got the feelin` there`s anotha Slob killin` in my hood
Niggaz gettin` suited and booted up to no good
Shootin` up everything and Tec-9 bail ringin`
Showin` the punk-ass snoops how we gangbangin`
Psycho assassin I laugh when I stick `em
Then I bury hI`m alive cause the fool wasn`t Crippin`
I got a double barrel sawed-off, point it at the hostage
Had your mama ransom and still shock the bitch
You better ask somebody about Six Pacc
Original Gangsta well known to peel a cap
3 o` clock in the morning the F Gang creepin`
To see if we can catch another Slob slippin
C-rag hangin` off the Gauge as I blast fool until you know this is Crip
And you don`t have to ask
Evil side never die, fool it`s no mistery
Crabs runnin` the ocean I`m from the C
[GREEN EYES]
Now as I tight`n up my flags, my bhakis sag low
Banged up for Inglewood, yeah 104
`bout to pull a jack in my bucket, nigga Pumpkin
Saw the first rip, who slipped, put some` in his chest
Set trippin` I`mma bust on his ass quick
210 pounds lettin` of 50 rounds
Gunnin `em down for the homies that`s B.I.P
It`s called payback I stay strapped, I packs a Mac-1
Brazy like Rambo I`m lettin` of ammo with my 9, 16 shot
Fuck all these Crabs lies in the studio
Tryin` to act like they hard
But you done pushed me to my limit like a muthafuckin credit card
??? fired up the motherfuckin` strap
Green eyes got something off his chest ready to be expressed
Fuck all ya`ll Crabs, ya`ll niggaz ain`t shit
And you will never catch Green Eyez mackin` to a Crab bitch
[G-BONE]
Slob-ass niggaz C`s up what that Crip like
Niggaz don`t understand that I`m a C, a Crip 4 life
Slob-ass fools in my city nigga fear me
It`s the A to the D.C. rip fuck the B
Atlantic Drive Crippin` is where I`m from
If you can tell
??? that Slob niggas know that they can`t spell
Nigga this is Slob killa, I spell it out
For you S.L.O.B.K. I double L.A. Crip nigga
South Side Atlantic Drive makin` Slob panic
Dippin` in a G
With that muthafuckin` automatic strap out the window, pop pop now it`s on
A bitch made Slob nigga caught two in their dome
On the Crens with they burgundy pants caught slippin`
While I`m dippin` to the other side set trippin`
Crippin` to the fullest, fuck Slob nigga this is Crip
I kill a Slob nigga and I smoke a Slob bitch
[?]
Now bick back and relax as I kick the facts about you
Muthafuckin` scary-ass Crabs that just be Bangin On Wax
True facts and not fiction
And if you wanna buy ?? gimme your money nigga steady dippin`
You motherfuckin` right that`s how the gangsta go and do it
Sin Joke come to ?? you to stretch you, but that Ricket blew it
Mark-ass Crabs droppin shit like a Sega
I called up G-Pops and told hI`m my nigga need the Desert Eagle
Blood I think some shit finna jump
So tell Dogg to bring the nine millimeter and the pistol grip pump
Yeah, that should handle this
A Bounty Hunter from Watts, so I`m forcin` niggas scandelous
And I`m down for whatever
I got the extra long clip hangin` out my motherfuckin` `Retta
Gettin` ready for a C.K
Here comes some ?? from that Ricket nigga with no further delay
[TROLL LOC]
Load up the guns cause now you fuckin` with a killa trigga cop
Bust some shots at you Slob-ass niggas talkin` shit
You`s a bitch and I`ll put that on my momma
If I catch you in these streets - I`ma leave your ass in trauma
This shock well and don`t bail on T.R.O. double L
Cause dead rag gettin` toe tagged from hot shells
Ride throught my hood in that motherfuckin` red
I put my gun to your head and leave you dead enough said
[AWOL]
Now as I hear this on line if you really gon` blast
I got a flea on my dick, for puttin` in it their dogs ass
Damn Blood that Ricket nigga was wild
I call myself a dog say fuck hI`m doggystyle uh uh
Smooth sellin` on a gay-ass snoop
The main bitch at my house straight smokin` a loop
K.P. to the motherfuckin` H
Fuck all Slob this the muthafuckin` K
[DOGG & LI`L HAWK]
Gimme the strap goddamn so I can bust on this Crab
That bitch AWOL
Tryin` to bang with a ?shank?
Well, we`ll rush you niggas on the count of 4
And all that Crab shit what is you bangin` for
Fuck talkin` with you niggas, fuck ?? with you niggas
Fuck rappin` with you niggas I don`t believe you niggas
It don`t stop, I slip in my clip and set trip
It`s the Dogg and Hawksta, Weirdos and Mafias
Mafia/Weirdos it really don`t matter
I grab my nine and make it rat-a-tat-tatter
Now we be rollin` in my muthafuckin` G- ride
It`s me Lil` Hawk and the Dogg showin` these Crabs what that B like
Weirdo gangsta`s and the 10 and tha 4
Fuck all Crabs in the studio
Biiatch
Tricks in this basket
Busta-ass Crab-ass ??
