all wrecked You know gangstas in the hood They get respect Here we go again on the smoke roll Five-Deuce, Five-Six Villains goin' on the Crab patrol Takin' out Crabs on
carrying a big Tek I'll let the hollow points spit I'm tearin' skin rollin through your set Punk, it's me C.K. Bangin' On Wax Now I'm bangin your girl
red Stars and red flags Throwin' up Inglewood As my bhakis sag Green Eyes the Y-G Gangsta thug And I fill your ass up with tramp 8 slugs On Bloods I gives
the "o" Doin' missions on them niggas Crip shit you know, you see He was down for the ruthless shit Smoke three enemies and remember that bitch That he drive-byed on
C-Note: a Rollin' 20 Crip forever [DJ QUIK:] [Scratchin':] "the underground is moving thangs" [SIN] Much Crip love On a blue day like this Packin' a .44 Roll in a Crip
I'm reachin' for the 44 [GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a. DOMINO] Hey what's up with that Crip nigga? I got love for them Crip niggas everyday Hate a Slob like a Muslim on