Crip Hop

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Put your lighters Up if You want too

Pull your motherfucken dodger cap

Over your mother fucken eyes so you can't see shit

I want you to go blind nigga

so you could feel how I felt

when I was in that mother fucken coma

Placed in a city of angels

Where safe and danger switch lanes

So stranger drive slow (drive slow)

Where bangers and gangstas fast women

and cut jus part of a face

That we show we got mountains and oceans

We move in slow motion off that sticky you offered to blow

I swear ain't nothing better than that's y we on

take off our hats to you for 1 more

Come to my hood (hood)

Look at my block (block)

That's that project building

Yeah that's where I got shot (shot)

Cause I was more hood than suge

Had more rocks than jay had more scars t

han the orginal scarface or the homeboy scarface

Al pachino couldn't be no gangsta

Dinerio in casino he no gangsta

Wanna be wanna see wanna get shovel dig

Tookie up nigga cause he no gangstas

Niggas think cause they Menace a couple times

Seen cube and boyz in the hood and press rewind

That you could survive when a real crip run up on ya

and gone flex the nine

You must be out of your mind

A real blood will but you out of your mind

So stay the fuck up outta my hood

Or my niggas take you up outta your shine

It ain't a movie dawg

Hell ya it's a real fucken ouzie dawg

I'm bout to hop inside my impala try to keep up

Don't lose my ya'll

Placed in a city of angels

Where safe and danger switch lanes

So stranger drive slow (drive slow)

Where bangers and gangstas fast women

and cut jus part of a face

That we show we got mountains and oceans

We move in slow motion off that sticky you offered to blow

I swear ain't nothing better than that's y we on

take off our hats to you for 1 more

I know the real O Dog

And that nigga know the real Game

I call him the rinse tape and he never been in no game

But he been in my house (house)

And he settled my couch (couch)

Well I put 1 in the air so yeah that nigga no what I'm bout (bout)

I'm bout my hood I'm bout my block I'm bout my chips

So if the rap money stop

And I punch a clock catch you slippin at a light (get out your shit)

We jack niggas outta towners and rap niggas and ball playas

Cause we ball playa

We chop it up with them trap niggas

We outkast we big boys ludacris with them big toys

Where I'm from it's only 2 things standing on the corner

Me and that liqior store

Look what the bloods did to weezy look what the crips did to jeezy

This gang bangin shit

Ain't nothing to play with

Me and Snoop Dogg just made it look easy

Placed in a city of angels

Where safe and danger switch lanes

So stranger drive slow (drive slow)

Where bangers and gangstas fast women

and cut jus part of a face

That we show we got mountains and oceans

We move in slow motion off that sticky you offered to blow

I swear ain't nothing better than that's y we on

take off our hats to you for 1 more

Ya'll niggas got this LA shit real fucked up man

niggas better start respecting what the fuck we about man

we take niggas the fuck out this shit ain't no movie dog

this shit is real crips bloods ese's

we hold shit down this LA

wrote this shit on my face put a motherfucken star behind

it what the fuck I am star face

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