[RIDER BONE of CENTER PARK]

With my back against the wall me and a Crab was face to face

They got me stuck between a rock and a hard place

I got a strap but the Crabs came too fast

I never had a chance to make it to the fuckin' stash

So it looks in this game that Rider Bone is fucked

He aimed the strap, then he followed with the buck-buck

I hit the ground with two holes in my clothes

I'm gettin' cold - because my insides are exposed

I'm damn sleepy but I see my homies comin'

One homie pick me up, the other had the car runnin'

Now it's all up the time, will Rider Bone survive?

Or will he go - to the big dog house in the sky?

(Newsflash) - he's back, and mad

Rollin through Crab hood with a .9 wearin' a shit bag

Shootin' Crabs, Blood, I seek revenge

Goin' straight to their house and kick the do' off the hinge and as I dump

The whole family starts to holler

I'm killin' moms, pops, pets and toddlers

Rider Bone's a menace, the Crabs thought I was finished

But never will I die until the Crabs are diminished

So I peep doin' hits on the solo

I be C-K to the Bone just can't no more

And if you dump on the Bone you better smoke me

Or I'll be back to smoke you and your family



[RIDER BONE of CENTER PARK]

Yeah

And that's how was done in the 95

Done retaliated all the time

Always have, always will

Ain't no Crabs getting away with nuthin'

(...)

Killin' all Crabs, feelin' all glory

And if you can't understand, listen to the next story

And it goes a lil' some' like this here, yeah



[RIDER BONE of CENTER PARK]

Now as I make front page

Rider Bone runs in rage with a 12-gauge

E-Rickets is sure, wound's too deep for a band-aid

And doin' dirt in the 'Wood is a must

Anybody wearin' blue it's mandatory that I bust

Caps after caps until I drop

In broadlight Rider Bone still pops

It's just the life of a Blood, it's kinda risky

I hope I don't re-live the day the Crabs got me

So strapped I be when I'm rollin' thru the streets of Inglewood

The Crabs want my life for what I done to their neighborhoods

I give a fuck, Blood, it's Center Park gang

Rider Bone's insane, fuckin' Crabs in their game

Ain't no thang when it comes to C-K

It's O.K. everyday

But don't caught or you get all day

You know we lose more soldiers than weight

Homies never comin' home for a sloppy-ass C-K

I tell you this, not to fright but enlighten to you

So be smart when you're dumpin' on Crab fools

Watch your back, dump your strap to the last shell

And smash out like a bat out of hell

Center's up - we doin' more dumpin' than a dump truck

Too many young homies just don't give a fuck

And when you see the homies comin' then it's too late

Duck and dodge 'cause we're out to retaliate



"Hey Cuz I'ma kill that nigga Rider Bone

That's on my dead homies"



[RIDER BONE of CENTER PARK]

I hear the contract's out for Rider Bone, so bring it on in Centers

Cause C-K Rider Bone ain't runnin' from nann nigga

Inglewood - the motherfuckin' streets that I run

West/Side Center Park, a hundred and eleventh

B's up, pinky down, that's the Center Park sign

So if you tryin' to be a Ricket you better keep that in mind

Because I give up that Centers in a minute

And I'm dumpin' on fools - believe I'm in it to win it

Rickets catch the blues when I'm on bang status

I'm rollin' thru their hood and Rider Bone is mad as

The red bull chargin' at a red cloth

Only it's the Rider Bone chargin' at the C-locs

To put the smash down nigga, Mac-10 in effect

Ricket niggaz hit the dirt 'cause there's a lack of respect

When the blue rag meets the red rag

The blue rag's in the body bag, and it's too bad

We're bound to clash

West/Side Center Park and Crabs

So in the Inglewood streets - ain't no Crabs allowed

So when you meet that big sign sayin' welcome to the 'Wood

Bust a U if you claimin' a Crab hood

I watched that Mac-10 spray

West/Side Bloods is out to retaliate



"This is Inglewood, and we straight rat pack ya"