Lyrics:
Compton sluts
The A.K. - is a muthafuckin' shame but I use the 4-5
Cause it's Compton gangbang Baby Gangsta
Equal Crip - equal Piru Killa
Never did give
VILLAGE
Compton Crips - comin' through
Makin' all Slobs killin'
ACACIA BLOCC and FARM DOGS and WARD LANE
Slobbin' bitches become on Slob on this ?jigga
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
[BIG CIXX a.k.a SIX PAC]
Everything is gonna see alright so nigga don't trip
Nationwide Rip Ridaz is what we claim, Crip
Buckin' on Slobs day
on, niggaz gon' need some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me
Yeah!
Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Tower
Starin' down at New York City
Like
on, niggaz gon' need some kryptonite/crip-tonite to stop me
Yeah!
Standin' on the top of the Eiffel Tower
Starin' down at New York City
Like
this bitch
Cover girl givin' face to the Crip
Somethin' 'bout a nigga on the way to the chips
High off the money and I'm wasted as shit
High off
Crips killin' Crips, Bloods killin' Bloods
Thats how it is now in Killa Cali, bruh
You gotta stay strapped, homie, never slip up
Bullets love skin
You'll
Pirus.
L.A., Denver Lanes; there's more in Pasadena.
Avenues, Blood Stone, Inglewood family.
The Pueblos, Blood Stone Villians, Black P. Stone,
Circle
Please let me feel okay hey hey
Wanna stop smoking away my pain ain ain
Nigga this is not a game aim aim aim
Quit sliding in my lane ane ane
Pull
Pirus.
L.A., Denver Lanes; there's more in Pasadena.
Avenues, Blood Stone, Inglewood family.
The Pueblos, Blood Stone Villians, Black P. Stone,
Circle
and lace up boots?
Or do they cap you up about executing
And leave the work up to you?
Do they keep you in creative lanes
Do they help you you out or do they
And when I do it I'ma do it like a boss (still breaking boys off)
Welcome to H-Town, this 3rd Ward talking
Coming down the slab line the fo's crip
sucking dick well bitch what’s ya job then, cripping so hard niggas think I’m from Compton
Hook
Izzy : Fuck It up
Dream doll: Fuck It up
Izzy : Fuck It
burns right
At the stop light, kat on the side thinkin his hood right,
So when the light change, we hog the street lanes go
There’s nothing like Southern
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