Crip Hop (Album Version|Explicit)

FLaToiya Williams

I'm tired of that punk s**t

Where *z claim to done where they from and who run s**t

I bang it to the tip top

Can't stop won't stop droppin gangbang hit rocks

To the last drip drop

To the tick tock to the blocks *z rip glocks

I'm knowin that this s**t hot

This your first introduction to this motherf**kin crip hop

It's time to research the documents and pull some files

And put it down with this gangsta style

Cause I be seein *z bein more aggressive now

After peace treaty meetings and the weapons down

Sport Chucks 'member once it was Nikes and sandals

To me it's unlikely that you're sheisty and skanless

To manage this dramaticness I call my rep

Every step stay on deck keepin bustaz in check

Certified murder guide through the streets of death

Where the sleep ya slip soon as ya weakness met

From that real killer deal get ya steal and mash

*z have done did when the steel'll blast

Pockets filled with cash f**k a Benz or Jag

Lookin rough in a bucket tuckin tens and Macs

Dip roam chip phones flip

And clock

Lick shots and the cops and control your block

Keep it true with the crew from the old to new

Ride providin 'em with guidance like your 'sposed to do

Notice who participatin all the activity

That's how we livin G strictly killer tendencies

So death to all my enemies

And to the homies who rest in peace a dub bag and Hennessy

These weak *z killin me

With their proclivity to even proclimate that they as real as me

Yeah n***a this crip crip crip

Talk s**t and I'ma bust yo' lip

I'm gettin chips in the summer in a nine six Hummer

In D C f**kin with a breezy easy

See we see all we can see

G R we can G the Eastside family

Coherent cohesive the co pilot

On this Eastside s**t cuz I'm co signin

On the East f**k peace we ridin violent

F**k where you been it's all about where I been

Sirens gunshots flood glocks get popped

When they all try to knock knock knock

Who is it visit the papers the streets and the labels

We got the hottest s**t burnin on the turntables

I won't deny ya I'm a straight rider

And you don't wanna f**k with me

Yeh yeh

C

R

I

P

Cause that's all we G

I'm from Rollin' 20 Gangsta Crip

And I'ma tell you how the s**t gon' C

Gon' C

Now if I wasn't rappin motherf**ker y'all be starvin

On my nuts without bucks like Marvin

You can't sleep you can't eat look who starvin

Written bill paid but still gotta be a slave

Flip your own money make your own proper

Get yo' own heat in case some *z try to stop ya

Be a boss hog about your money float loc

And trust no one anybody can get smoke smoked

Like a fat a*s blunt of that bomb s**t

Have a babysitter set that a*s up for chip Chips Ahoy

*z ran in with toys

If you didn't see 'em it's the Eastside boys

We be mobbin like a motherf**kin cut

Dirty dealt lil' sag lil' jay lil' Chuck

Two times trey times on yo' motherf**kin a*s

Keep it O G n***a rewind and pass

It's just another day and forty dozen *z strugglin

Is you hustlin do you relate to d**g smugglin

If so grab a nine and start to trip

But remember don't let nobody punk you out yo' grip n***a

Dogg Pound groovin Eastside is the greatest

And other guys can't fade us

Cause we're the hardest in the town

And duces never could be faded

And all you suckers hate it

Ohh crip is goin down

And baby have no doubt we gonna turn it out

And that's on Eastside L B C

And we're the best we rockin coast to coast

And we be blowin d**e and baby that's the s**t

I'm talkin real s**t to ya baby

That real crip s**t

Duces 'n trayz bangin

That real crip s**t

I'm talkin real s**t to ya baby

That real crip s**t

Duces 'n trayz bangin bangin bangin bangin

THAT CRIP

Oooh Yeah that Eastsider s**t

Eastside Eastside

What y'all know about this here

What what wha wha what

I'm

I'm

Tal king

Crip s**t

Talk to me talk to me

I'm

Tal king

Crip s**t

I'm talking crip s**t to you baby

Eastside

Ahh Eastside Eastside

Ahh

Eastside Eastside

Uhh ahh

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