Текст (слова) песни: Crips - Nationwide Rip Ridaz II

[TWIN LOC]
Gotta watch my back to see these niggas got it fucked up
But I keep my heater on me daily, nigga what`s up? You`re fucked up!
Then put these shells with the .9 Nina
Releasin` vapors on that ass like Biz
This like not misdemenaour
So take notes I skit throats up of a rhyme byter
Bump your bitch
Just spliff her on `em all nighter
Gangsta haters
Can`t stand to see me comin`
With this Tec-9 creepin` nigga and straight up dumpin`
Now let`s roll
Until you loose control
Steady reachin` for the sky watch this game unfold
For this real Eastside Rida man, it`s all about that cheddar
Tryin` to live my life better
Tryin` to buy them fly sweaters
Throw the Macs in the cut
Keep it right, keep it strong tight
Never loose my head as I be dead keep my game right
In the city there`s no pity
So I exercise my game
Better watch your front cause I be back
Crippin` it up again

Up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop
I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop
I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop
I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop

[MAC-11]
Lord have mercy on the young black
I shoot up shit with the Tec then where my pride at?
My will is empty all I do is `pose I`m daydreamin`
I`ve seen it all but couldn`t tell you what life mean
What`s my purpose?
What`s a city, hittin` and hurt and suffer
I show no love for these
Busta-ass motherfuckers
Convicted fellow a criminal mind that they can`t get a job
So when I`m home we do our starve to death row or robs
Oh my god
I only call on you when I need ya
You know a nigga get you high back before he feature
The only child runnin wild still on parole
I got a son he don`t know me
And he`s 12 years old
Sadness and madness, they hurt me in the worst ways
The Jury say I missed all my son birthdays
Moment of silence means quiet on the fuckin` set
Lord please don`t let my son walk my footsteps
He couldn`t handle it
He sees to many crucifice
Plus he got to be proud of his friends high and close his eye
And bless his momma, she`s a money hungry lyin` rat
Didn`t mean to call her that
But damn that`s how the fuck she act
I`ve been locked down for three long whole summers
Fuck the block they test a motherfuckin phone number
I`m needin` help but can`t did it from a damned soul
But the homie
And they just gave him life without parole
Lord have mercy

[BIG FREEZE]
For sure when I bust verbally
???? label me a threat to society
Maybe it`s because I spit with force
Or I`m too
Underground of being seen in their Source - Magazine
But well of course I take one of those game machine Fullies
With the 15 round clip and an infrared beam
Crime scene
Knowin` fellas death strugglers
A gathors representer by players, killers and hustlers, now bust
He be down stomped out and jacked
Act city by ?? tellin` you Watts niggas it`s like that and fat
I don`t know no more niggas like my niggas old schools squads
Rhyme besides the robbers with the
50 Caliber
Semi-automatics can`t stop
Refused to quit we gotta let these busters have it
Strategly seem shared dreams in infrared beams
Screamin breakin` the demons
Trying to step by all means
And I know I`ma have to pop just to protect my turf
Or be a bitch and trying to cream wind up in the hearse
Oh no, now Freeze I keeps it real no faking
Cause the hood`s for death loc
I just can`t shake this is talent
We was raised by G`s
From the good old days
Laced with this gangsterizm just playin` these cold ways
How crime pays and fully K`s mean power
Trippin` a few ?island? in that ass some lead shower
And that jump the more death
More tape empty shells and my soul might
Burn in hell
I can`t tell you to outcome cause I don`t know
But one thing I know for sure was everybody gots to go

I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop
I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop
I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop
I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie
To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop...

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Then put these shells with the .9 Nina Releasin` vapors on that ass like Biz This like not misdemenaour So take notes I skit throats up of a rhyme byter Bump your bitch Just spliff her on `em all nighter Gangsta haters Can`t stand to see me comin` With this Tec-9 creepin` nigga and straight up dumpin` Now let`s roll Until you loose control Steady reachin` for the sky watch this game unfold For this real Eastside Rida man, it`s all about that cheddar Tryin` to live my life better Tryin` to buy them fly sweaters Throw the Macs in the cut Keep it right, keep it strong tight Never loose my head as I be dead keep my game right In the city there`s no pity So I exercise my game Better watch your front cause I be back Crippin` it up again Up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop [MAC-11] Lord have mercy on the young black I shoot up shit with the Tec then where my pride at? My will is empty all I do is `pose I`m daydreamin` I`ve seen it all but couldn`t tell you what life mean What`s my purpose? What`s a city, hittin` and hurt and suffer I show no love for these Busta-ass motherfuckers Convicted fellow a criminal mind that they can`t get a job So when I`m home we do our starve to death row or robs Oh my god I only call on you when I need ya You know a nigga get you high back before he feature The only child runnin wild still on parole I got a son he don`t know me And he`s 12 years old Sadness and madness, they hurt me in the worst ways The Jury say I missed all my son birthdays Moment of silence means quiet on the fuckin` set Lord please don`t let my son walk my footsteps He couldn`t handle it He sees to many crucifice Plus he got to be proud of his friends high and close his eye And bless his momma, she`s a money hungry lyin` rat Didn`t mean to call her that But damn that`s how the fuck she act I`ve been locked down for three long whole summers Fuck the block they test a motherfuckin phone number I`m needin` help but can`t did it from a damned soul But the homie And they just gave him life without parole Lord have mercy [BIG FREEZE] For sure when I bust verbally ???? label me a threat to society Maybe it`s because I spit with force Or I`m too Underground of being seen in their Source - Magazine But well of course I take one of those game machine Fullies With the 15 round clip and an infrared beam Crime scene Knowin` fellas death strugglers A gathors representer by players, killers and hustlers, now bust He be down stomped out and jacked Act city by ?? tellin` you Watts niggas it`s like that and fat I don`t know no more niggas like my niggas old schools squads Rhyme besides the robbers with the 50 Caliber Semi-automatics can`t stop Refused to quit we gotta let these busters have it Strategly seem shared dreams in infrared beams Screamin breakin` the demons Trying to step by all means And I know I`ma have to pop just to protect my turf Or be a bitch and trying to cream wind up in the hearse Oh no, now Freeze I keeps it real no faking Cause the hood`s for death loc I just can`t shake this is talent We was raised by G`s From the good old days Laced with this gangsterizm just playin` these cold ways How crime pays and fully K`s mean power Trippin` a few ?island? in that ass some lead shower And that jump the more death More tape empty shells and my soul might Burn in hell I can`t tell you to outcome cause I don`t know But one thing I know for sure was everybody gots to go I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it don`t stop... 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