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east side rip rider – bloods & crips lyrics

“hey what’s up scarface, troll, k-tone: cuz what’s happ’nin?
what’s up cuz?
what’s happ’nin’ big bun?
hey cuz…
n-gg-, what’s up cuz?
hey bun…
hey bun you let me get some zig-zag
n-gg- you know i don’t smoke that sh-t cuz
i got some zags cuz…
hey cuz… (blaze it up in) … k-tone
hey i’m just kickin’ it cuz
hey…
hey bun what’s up with the last bangin’ on wax tape cuz?
n-gg-s been tellin’ me man the rip ridaz was weaker than a m-th-f-cka!
what you… what you mean n-gg-? (…rip ride was wack as f-ck n-gg-…)
n-gg-… n-gg- if y’all got some’ that’s cool on this…
n-gg-s the part two comin’ up on, n-gg-…
y’all comin’ down to studio m-th-f-cka and put some sh-t down
n-gg-s you got some’ old tape i can hear right now n-gg-?
yeah n-gg- we got some sh-t n-gg- you know i’m sayin’ – me, awol and freeze
n-gg-… n-gg- put that sh-t in cuz, let me hear
aw… east side rip ridaz ”

east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridazit’s a b-k all day
cause it’s still east side till i die…

[troll]
now recognize the kelly b.g.
throwin’ up two c’s
hit the crens with the strap, blue down and b-d’s
die-‘rus can’t escape once the gat starts burn
because i’m bright dead shirts
make d-mn good targets
takin’ no f-ckin’ prisoner so when i shoot i’m hitting ya
slobs slide dead once the 4-4 gets to spin up
and fillin’ up snoop m-u-t’s
breakin’ new lives down to their godd-mn knees
don’t like it? this suit me bro’? cause i makes up my duty hoe
to dis you be slobs to your face up to studio
cause after you n-gg- talking sh-t is weak
g-ngb-ngin’ on the mic but you’s a b-tch on the streets
perpetration
line about that n-gg- you smoked
and waitin’? yourself you sh-t if you was ever approached
i ain’t pointin’ no fingers
cause you know who you are
jackin’ slob m-th-f-ckas talkin’ lie like you hard
f-ck all y’all n-gg-s i’m a b-dog killa
shot outs to the atlantics and them n-hood n-gg-s
troll locs with the evil–ss east side ridas
k’s up, slobs down
cause the crips is much more wide

east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
cause it’s still east side till i die

[big freeze]
i’m buckin’ all slobs n-gg- slippin’
set trippin’ is my favourite past time loc cause i’m crippin’
see a slob and releasin’ pop pop
had a biff to my glock pistola as i roll up the block
fool i gives a f-ck about where you from
if i catch you run a crip
i’ma leave you all body numb
just a little present called aftermath
me and my tec-9 dumpin’ in a slob bluffin’ the blood bath
it’s the b-k in me that makes my ride
on another homicide
as i’m claimin’ nationwide
east side watts franklin crip gang
swervin’ on you slob n-gg-s, show you how we g-ngb-ng
so i’ma smell now cause i never shed a tear for a figure
freeze tec-9 tough 9’s and i’ma spit up
so let me get the beat
k-rider’s on the frontline
it’s slob killin’ n-gg-!
yeah crips it’s some set trip time
don’t crackin’ rat, packin’ fool it’s on
it’s b-k all day and you was caught in the zone
i suggest you get your tombstone ready, you know why
it’s watts franklin b-k till i die

east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
cause it’s still east side till i die

[awol]
shot a slob in the face three times with the 1-0
n-gg- be talkin’ that sh-t while gettin’ jacked like a stank hoe
i’m not to see f-ck with, play with the step two
i trip by a crip cause i’m in it killin’ crips too
enemy killa 1-8-7 you want peep
kelly ain’t down with no m-th-f-ckin’ peace treaty
slobs get dealt with, slobs get chopped up
and if you? wanna get chopped one once the slobs get mopped up
but all at the same time cuz let me tell ya
got my d-ck sucked than a?
and n-gg-s who know me
know i ain’t joke, would
that n-gg- who know me well know this kelly park neighborhood
n-gg-s sayin’ e-ricket
and n-gg- would get his -ss served
and n-gg- sayin’ e-ricket again, a n-gg- just pr-nounce his last word
i’ma that kinda b.g.
that makes this slob wonder, how a 50 round clip
could take so many under
cause i don’t give a f-ck
i never gave a f-ck
and i still don’t give a f-ck
so you slobs fools just sh-t outta luck and stuck
it’s all good but i ain’t sayin’ ain’t wise
i’m a m-th-f-ckin’ crip from that compton east side

east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
east side rip ridaz
it’s a b-k all day
cause it’s still east side till i die…

[big bun]
yo this is big bun from the mad–ss a-d-c-c
i want to give a shot outs to all my o.g.’s from atlantic and ward lane
maniac and jackie jack
to the rest of you n-gg-s i don’t know: f-ck!

[troll]
yeah this is troll from east side kelly park compton crip gang
i wanna give a shot outs to all my homies
(f-ck slobs cuz!)
bolo,?,?
and um…
my west side homie: t-dog
my west side folks
k’s up

- all song lyrics by bloods crips