Bloods & Crips
Bloods & Crips - Bangin' On Wax songtekst
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[GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO] Genuine Draft with the Gat Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level That I'ma bust to this nigga now he's slippin' Two to the head now if he ?toiled? like a Simpson Now them Snoops from them switch block ?? with the Slobs on the muthafuckin' Crip track I don't know but he feels me when laughter So peep this Crip shit for this bitch line Slob-ass nigga [LIL' STRETCH] Fuck all these Crab niggas Guess what, guess who, Crab killa's back The AK-47 mix with the maniac A nigga with a problem A nigga ain't back tight So I'll be rollin' on these Crab niggas everynight Crip, Crip, Crip, buck buck, time to go off Crabs got throw off niggas to get hauled off Crab got lived it out, mixed out or ship it out Tec-9 bullets for the hoes is still spittin' out [AWOL] Well if I'm not killin' a Snoop I'm runnin' from the police I'm at the spot just hangin' with the homies Ain't no ?? where the Kelly is down for When I'm hangin' on 3-8 double O A homicide when a nigga ride Ain't naythin' good about shit with dip out I kill a punk for the color is wearing And kill his bitch cause keep on staring [RED RAG] I throw low blows in elbows on low-lows ?? tight shit That nigga Red Rag wreck it straight C-sick flavor like the rest of my peer I'm a magician and you punk Crab bitches are my trick You Sissy muthafuckas stay heat out your ?? You wild up like the Ten Deuce Rice Cryspis Kelly Park stay in Compton Cause see you was a clip water Slay stay down lookin' ?? [BLUE RAG] Fuck it, it's time to catch your hands up Put the barrel of my Gauge in a Slob mouth with one shot Blowin' them brains out and watch this shatter Is splatter on the concrete Another Slob Added to my murder beat, I'm Blue Rag A Crip for life fool Bangin' On Wax with a Charles Manson attitude [LIL' STRETCH] In 1975 A nigga was raised on the streets of Watts to survive Where I live it was nuthin' but a living hell So at the age of nine I rebel I was growin' up my mom was solo But Crabs ?of piece? Out of niggas don't give a fuck Rollin' with the street gang knockin' out Crabs Cause it's an everyday muthafuckin' thang [SIN LOC] Sin Loc - quick to put one in your forehead Shootin' every muthafucka that I catch wearing red It's only must ain't stoppin' this I gotta do it on wax So I can put the caps in it And if you wanna knock the mind frame ??? Sin Loc'll have put a slug in your forehead And for the hood I'ma still keep stompin' East Sider C Cuz, this is Compton [REDRUM 781] Four Crabs down and you know as soon to go Niggas gotta dump so I shoot 'em at the funeral I don't give a damn about another nigga's life I roll by and squeeze on a fuckin' trigga type People started to fall up a bitch's calling for the One-Time Aimin' from his momma he better walk the chalk line And I'm servin' Crips to rest like a hoe cell Flue-ass fools are goin' down to a red hell