BLOODS & CRIPS lyrics : "Bangin' On Wax"
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 ^!$$% now he's slippin'
Two to the head now if he ?toiled? like a Simpson
Now them Snoops from them switch block
?? with the Slobs on the mutha$#&@in' Crip track
I don't know but he feels me when laughter
So peep this Crip %#@! for this (*##$ line Slob-ass ^!$$%
[LIL' STRETCH]
$#&@ all these Crab ^!$$%s
Guess what, guess who, Crab killa's back
The AK-47 mix with the maniac
A ^!$$% with a problem
A ^!$$% ain't back tight
So I'll be rollin' on these Crab ^!$$%s everynight
Crip, Crip, Crip, buck buck, time to go off
Crabs got throw off ^!$$%s to get hauled off
Crab got lived it out, mixed out or ship it out
Tec-9 bullets for the hoes is still spittin' out
[AWOL]
Well if I'm not killin' a Snoop
I'm runnin' from the police
I'm at the spot just hangin' with the homies
Ain't no ?? where the Kelly is down for
When I'm hangin' on 3-8 double O
A homicide when a ^!$$% ride
Ain't naythin' good about %#@! with dip out
I kill a punk for the color is wearing
And kill his (*##$ cause keep on staring
[RED RAG]
I throw low blows in elbows on low-lows ?? tight %#@!
That ^!$$% Red Rag wreck it straight
C-sick flavor like the rest of my peer
I'm a magician and you punk Crab (*##$es are my trick
You Sissy mutha$#&@as stay heat out your ??
You wild up like the Ten Deuce Rice Cryspis
Kelly Park stay in Compton
Cause see you was a clip water
Slay stay down lookin' ??
[BLUE RAG]
$#&@ it, it's time to catch your hands up
Put the barrel of my Gauge in a Slob mouth with one shot
Blowin' them brains out and watch this shatter
Is splatter on the concrete
Another Slob
Added to my murder beat, I'm Blue Rag
A Crip for life fool
Bangin' On Wax with a Charles Manson attitude
[LIL' STRETCH]
In 1975
A ^!$$% 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 ^!$$%s don't give a $#&@
Rollin' with the street gang knockin' out Crabs
Cause it's an everyday mutha$#&@in' thang
[SIN LOC]
Sin Loc - quick to put one in your forehead
Shootin' every mutha$#&@a that I catch wearing red
It's only must ain't stoppin' this
I gotta do it on wax
So I can put the caps in it
And if you wanna knock the mind frame ???
Sin Loc'll have put a slug in your forehead
And for the hood I'ma still keep stompin'
East Sider C Cuz, this is Compton
[REDRUM 781]
Four Crabs down and you know as soon to go
^!$$%s gotta dump so I shoot 'em at the funeral
I don't give a damn about another ^!$$%'s life
I roll by and squeeze on a $#&@in' trigga type
People started to fall up a (*##$'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
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