Slob 187 — текст песни (Bloods and Crips)

[SCARFACE]
I woke up
One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape
Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape
Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-C B-D drive-by
As his mama, daddy screamin`, cryin` ask me why
But they don`t know that I don`t give a fuck
I hope to meet wagon van man hurry up and clean this Slob but
My mama told me stay away from the gang
But at the same time I keep my blue rag and my blue strings
I used to drag a Slob down the street, kick outta teeth
And bang his head against the concrete
And my neighbors ain`t no muthafuckin` snitches
I jacked a Slob for his riches when I done in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn`t wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down B-G
Scarface Atlantic Drive kind of Crip I can`t stand R-E-D
But that`s the main point in effects
So let me grab my gat - bust back
Cause this is Snoop attack
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin` graves is where the Snoops lyin`
Y`all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two C`s from Compton Crip Cuz and I`m outta here

[INCH]
Betta watch your back
This is Piru 187
Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11
A Kelly with a gun won`t run and hide
It`s a nigga Crip Inch and comin` from the East Side
Watch these Slobs just run and duck
Cause I ain`t givin` up nuthin` but bad luck
Gotta kill at will
So I pack my steel
Put a Slob on the ground and Cuz that`s real
You might say that I`m too far gone
Mind lost and tossed
Of the age of the terrordome
Now I`m off to just makin` a brains hang
Runnin` the streets with the muthafuckin` K gang
One down but I still ain`t hurt
Cause I`m killin` Slobs off from here to Gettesburg
The Mac-11 gon` pop pop pop
You get a hole in your head cause I just can`t stop

[G-BONE]
Slobs can`t getaway from this itchy trigga finger
Straight Slob killin` Cuz I`m a Crip
Fuck them niggas
Peel their caps cack with a muthafuckin` Tec-9
Slob-ass niggas better muthafuckin` recognize
This is the Slob killa A-D double C
Flee dog B-Dog
Kill a Cuz I`m a L-O-C
Sendin` Slob niggas on the stairway to hell
I can`t inhale cause I can`t stand that dead lobster smell
So chunk that nigga in a dizitch
All Slob killa and that includes a Snoop
Bitch I always set the Crip up
And won`t give a fuck
That`s why I stick the Cripalettes cause I cock this bomb as fuck
But you know you gotta watch their punk-ass ho`s too
Cause some Cripalette got love for die-`Rus
A hoe ain`t shit
Sure `nuff by a Slob bitch
Cause they would fuck a Slob
And come suck a Crip dick
I can`t trust the hoe well, I don`t fuck with Slobs
I`m a Locsta and fuck all oo-lah
This is a muthafuckin` C-R-I-P
Ain`t no love for an S-L-O-B

[AWOL]
I`m givin` up the K to some Slobs and all ??
Slobs wanna trip, Slob nigga bring it on
Shot a Slob`s dome with this 30 ?? 6
Infra-red scope with the 30 round clip
A Compton Crip
Bad man, don`t step too close
Cause you`s a Slob-ass ex Crip nigga from East Coast
That nigga Dog better watch his dome
My dick still in his mouth so my nigga it`s on
You ain`t a dog, you`s a M-U-T
On the nuts of a Compton B-G
Fuck Bangin` On Wax and fuck that True Blue tape
Fuck everybody hood if they dissin` the K
C, I get it strap and I`m ready for a 211
Catch a Slob and it`s Slob 187

[TROLL]
S-N-O-O-P to the K
Make way when I spray Slobs just ain`t safe
Cause it`s on with them muthafuckin` off-brand niggas servin` `Rus like
Dinner with this itchy trigga finger
Puttin` brains to the side walk to end all talk
Bitch Slobs get choked when they slip and get caught
Fuck all die-`Rus and the families have made `em
Let `em all claimin` Snoops and now can`t shit save `em
When the set trip is on Slobs cover your dome
I catch a cap to the hat when I`m gettin` the chrome
Lettin` off in your muthafuckin` hood dead rags better duck
Cause a Kelly is up to no good
See you wearing your colors and watch Troll unload
And leave you dead shirt camouflage to 16 holes
Glock 9 causin` doom like that muthafuckin` Armageddon
When I step in Slob`s turf
Bitch when they see my weapon
To the head cause there ain`t no love
Ask you: where you from? and blast if your ass say Blood
Cause it`s a straight Compton Crip
Teachin` new lives left
Fuck all y`all
I`m claimin` Slob 187

[RIDER J]
Fuck a Slob, fuck a `Ru
And anybody else too
See Cuz I gotta do for me
Makin` dollars, cluckin` ends for my A-D-C
A `Ru or a Snoop ain`t hard to do away
Grab my 9 if you miss to straight spray niggas
And it`s Slob killa
You can`t come kickin` in my hood muthafucka cause I peel ya
I`m rollin` through your hood with much Crip
Disrespect
Blue`d up on Atlantic and it`s time to set
Settle
The muthafuckin` score
Tec-9 bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don`t know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-C up niggas!



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