Maccin’ to Slob Bitches Bloods & Crips

[Intro: Do or Die]
Yeah, huh, this some of that G-ass Crip shit, you know what I'm sayin’? Fuccin' with 'em Slob-ass bitches, fuccin’ 'em and leavin' 'em wrecced, from the C-Side, haha, so uh, sparkle the mothafuccin' chronic joint, roll it

[Verse 1: Do or Die]
Yo, I've been rippin' the cheeks of thousand bitches quiccly
Never see a bitch in this world ever did me
And I been fuccin' Slob bitches on the daily
Fuccin’ ’em so well now them Slob bitches pay me
'Cause it’s C on them nights on the 'Shaw
I'm fuccin' them switches like they never seen befo’
Slob bitches jocc so I let 'em succ my dicc
And bust a good nut all over that burgundy shit
Like Cuddy Mary, with nut in her hairy
Twat then leave her on the 'Shaw at the spot
For the next nigga to wrecc that bitch
Then roll to the ave for another Slob chicc
She belongs to a bitch-made nigga Slob
But she likes to slob on this Crip's knob
Then go bacc to that punk redruM
Let his ass simp but won't give none
As I leave, hittin' them switches
Bumpin' that C-Side, maccin' to them Slob bitches
Yeah, huh, maccin' to them Slob bitches
Maccin' to them Slob-ass bitches

[Verse 2: Blue Ragg]
Smaccin', slappin', and maccin' to you Slob bitches
Makin' you hoes, to make me some riches
'Cause I don't give a damn about a Snoop tramp
Fiendin' for my dicc like a junkie finnin' to get amp
But hold up you little tricc slut
I gives a damn about your big ol' burgundy butt
I take my size nine and keep ridin' the ass
Hard, swift, smoove, quicc and fast
To let you know, how I wrecc a Snoop hoe
Put you on the corner, to make me some dough
In fat ass not to least three a guap
You come short, bitch, you get a cranium knocced
That's gonna take at least nine stitches
I'm movin' to yo' friends, still maccin' to you Slob bitches
Aw yeah, still maccin' to you Slob bitches