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... Nigga, what's up Cuz? Hey Bun... Hey Bun you let me get some zig-zag Nigga you know I don't smoke that shit 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? Niggas been tellin' me man the Rip Ridaz was weaker than a muthafucka! What you... What you mean nigga? (...Rip Ride was wack as fuck nigga...) Nigga... Nigga if y'all got some' that's cool on this... Niggas the part two comin' up on, nigga... Y'all comin' down to studio muthafucka and put some shit down Niggas you got some' old tape I can hear right now nigga? Yeah nigga we got some shit nigga you know I'm sayin' - me, Awol and Freeze Nigga... Nigga put that shit 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 damn good targets Takin' no fuckin' 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 goddamn 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 nigga talking shit is weak Gangbangin' on the mic but you's a bitch on the streets Perpetration Line about that nigga you smoked And waitin'? yourself you shit if you was ever approached I ain't pointin' no fingers Cause you know who you are Jackin' Slob muthafuckas talkin' lie like you hard Fuck all y'all niggas I'm a B-Dog killa Shot outs to the Atlantics and them N-Hood niggas Troll Locs with the evil-ass 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 nigga 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 fuck 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 niggas, show you how we gangbang 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' nigga! 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 Nigga be talkin' that shit while gettin' jacked like a stank hoe I'm not to see fuck 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 muthafuckin' 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 dick sucked than a? And niggas who know me Know I ain't joke, would That nigga who know me well know this Kelly Park neighborhood Niggas sayin' E-Ricket And nigga would get his ass served And nigga sayin' E-Ricket again, a nigga just pronounce 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 fuck I never gave a fuck And I still don't give a fuck So you Slobs fools just shit outta luck and stuck It's all good but I ain't sayin' ain't wise I'm a muthafuckin' 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-ass 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 niggas I don't know: Fuck! [TROLL] Yeah this is Troll from East Side Kelly Park Compton Crip Gang I wanna give a shot outs to all my homies (Fuck Slobs Cuz!) Bolo,?,? And um... My West Side homie: T-Dog My West Side folks K's up
Writer(s): Layson Kennard, Donald Stalworth, Ruben Lewis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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