Lyrics:
Blood and I ain't really like blue like that
They was Crippin they ain't give a fuck who like that
Them niggas jumped me why they have to do a 'ru like
Paid by the Bloods, raised by the Crips
Soulo Ho the prophecies, atrocities, exhibition
Oh yeah, now a nigga livin' good
But good could be better I
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only
Top of the morning
It's just something I wanted to address real quick
You know
There's a lot of people that didn't like
Really appreciate
Mars
Blood gang kill 'em all, Odd Future Wolf Gang
Kidnap a vampire, drain all his fuckin' veins
Wolf gray Jordan's, use his intestines for
set you from)
To many of us are dyin
Blood, Crip,Tears
Blood, Crip, No fear
Blood, Crip, Tears
You gotcha mama cryin
Blood, Crip, No fear
To many of us
fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight,
the memories are all that remain
And all the wounds are reopening again
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK
But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only
YEAH YEAH
YEAH
IF YOU TOUCHIN BLOOD
IF YOU TOUCHIN BLOOD
IF YOU TOUCHIN BLOOD
IF YOU TOUCHIN BLOOD MONEY MAKE SURE IT LOOK LIKE CRIP
GOT MY
the memories are all that remain
And all the wounds are reopening again
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood brothers
We're blood
So it's really hard to tell a kid that he's goin under
I never thought I lived to see us chill
Crips and Bloods holdin hands, the shit is ill
But I
mix our blood, just the tip
A crip is sleeping on the basement stairs
Oh, I know he's there -- oh, I know he's there
We are underused
We are
always act a fool like that?
Cause I went to Compton High
Crip School like that
I was Blood and I ain't
Really like blue like that
They was Crippin they
and Badass they was lil' niggas
Lil' wild niggas running 'round the hood
My nigga Slim Ru was in the joint doing ten
That's my solid nigga, on Bloods
My
get in Blood?
I'm talkin' 'bout the gang Blood, gang
Oh shit, I ain't
Bloods
Did they jump you in?
Bloods and Crips
Y'all know this my real, this
don't make you a no
Go from hittin the fence
You ain't a blood and
Damn sure you ain't a crip
The crowd yell OH! But I ain't a pimp
Im me, Im free as a 5
a foo-ool bloods and crips cholos and Pisa’s ain’t nothing nice we strikers made a truce with the oose and now we got the power to set this shit on fire
cement shoes
See Compton ain't shit really
And I've been at the bottom of the pits, feel me?
I done had some real niggas try to kill me
Fake niggas in
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
(Ayy)
City goin' up (up), so you better bust
Finna see who really one of us
Really spillin'
niggas from South Central, Los Angeles
They found that they couldn't handle us
Bloods, Crips on the same squad
With the Ese's helpin', nigga, it's time
scared to death on the side of some road
Them prayers work, you know
And the Bloods and Crips are at it
And there's a killer drought down south
I got a lot of dead homies some blood some crip
This is life stop watchin' that "Boyz N The Hood" shit
You see this red rag hangin' out of my jeans?
of gettin' hanged so we started our own gangs
Tookie Williams (Crip), Sylvester Scott (Blood)
'72 Lil' Country caught a slug
And that was the first time
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