[BRONCOE]

I'm casted out, casted up Loc, locked down I'm a menace

I gives it up, I give a fuck, a Loc for life cause I'm with it

I see fresh, dressed - like a million bucks

I am the lowest rip rider in the navy blue Chucks

Not the low top type cause they slip and they slide

With the high tops for gangstas with the Stars on the side

I'm buckin' off-brands, all Slobs, bitches and tricks

And I'm from Eastside Fushed Town Mafia Crip

WATTS UP to my homies on the 10 and the 5

In the cut on the street gettin' paid on the front line

I rob for C side, death to my enemy

Mission to make a mill and chill with my bigger G's



[BIG FREEZE]

I got a heat for you Slob niggas slippin'

Set trippin is my favorite pastime Loc cause I'm crippin

See a Slob if he swerve too deep in a Suburban

Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him

Ain't no mercy or grace

Put him in his place

Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face

Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride

Another Swayhook slippin another straight just died

I ain't lying when I say you see me dumpin

Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some' (...on that Eastside)



[TWIN LOC]

The A.G.C's straight rollin on that Eastside, right

Where gangstas like to ride and do a homicide

I catch a Slob slippin, I break his fuckin neck

And puttin these busta punk niggas straight in check

Talkin 'bout you's a gangsta, nigga you's a busta

Runnin Slobs over, nigga you can't trust a

Nigga from the A-V-A-L-O-N-G-E-S-T-A

And I'ma spray when I have to

Busta, I case you out the hood

Because you know the OG ?? straight up to no good

Would you try to test me and get straight dog

Cause I'll be rollin muthafuckas like lumberjacks roll logs

Peep the real crippin'

Back in '69 you young rookies

Don't know shit about your melon and big cookie

Doing dips in green metals

I'm that little bitty fellow

Runnnin around while my niggas bustin caps

Hello, recognize nigga when the gangstas comin through

Dressed in blue

And we did it just for you

Not bangin on wax, but bangin for my turf

And I'll be tossin niggas like a muthafucking ??

And I'm out

   

Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz...



[SCARFACE & G-BONE]

Don't panic, this Atlantic move my strap in your mouth

I empty clips on dat ass for the muthafuckin South

Never slippin steady dippin that's the way that we're creepin

Buck a Slob on the corner flammed up caught slippin

Gangsta Bone jumped out with the Gauge point blank ?? said

Nigga fuck Slob, this the AD gang

Slob niggas should have known that the Bone is a killer

South Atlantic Drive Compton Crip, fuck them Slob niggas

Nationwide Rip Ride, nigga this the double S

Young gangsta Bone, B.G. Face puttin' Slobs to rest

Nigga this is Crip so what's poppin' with that B.K.

Like I said last time every dog has its day

Slobs keep slippin' when I'm dippin' comin up short

Smoke like a muthafucker 9 for the ???

Nigga this the AD rollin with the Southside

Straight crip face Nationwide nigga Rip Ride



[AWOL]

Puttin it down ain't a muthafuckin thang to me either Loc

So I can miss to smoke ?Palmer joke?

Fuck a Slob from Cedar

I'm on Alameda

On my way to Elm with the Glock 10 millimeter

A Hoo-Ride ain't shit to me

187 on the muthafuckin M-O-B-K

K-P-B-G, fuck a Slob

AK 47 on the Lollypop Mob, Loc

I'm Kelly Crip with my homies from the N gang

Eastside Rip Ride to the membrane

The 47 still giving it up

And fuck a Slob, I'm a muthafuckin Compton Nut



[KOOLAY]

I represent that Eastside Rip, don't even trip

When I hit you up with that Watts Franklin Crip

Fool ain't no stoppin when I'm out there wig shoppin'

Movin' down Slobs from Inglewood to Compton

Quick to pop up on deck with a Tec

Spot a Slob and try my best to take off his neck

They should've told you about this Locsta

Out there bangin, with killers and sherm smokers

I'm claimin' F till I'm finally put to rest

And till then I'm bringing nothing but total death

Koolay Big G from the F.C.

Watts Franklin Crip till they bury me

   

[CIXX PAC]

The Eastside is where I ride, fool is get that straight

F.C.G. till I reach them Golden Gates

Do or Die, Crip or Cry, I thought I told ya

Runnin from C-I-X and I'ma fold ya

So think twice if your movin through my N-Hood

Niggaz see deep and them Squares up to no good

Watts the city of Tombstone, the evil side

Same fool slippin is the same fool just died

So remember what goes on in them tombstone

You ain't got your chrome you best stay at home

It ain't no joking around it ain't no suprise

You better recognize, Nationwide Rip Ride



Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz...



Carip! Carip! Carip!



Northside, Southside, Eastside, Westside