[Intro]
Some of the Crips and the Bloods, two of LA counties most vicious gangs
LA police are getting their orders as they prepare for another assault on street gangs
Let me just ask you this
Yah. What is that? OG On The Blade, you know what I mean Yah
Often times a Nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips Bgs, Yah League of Starz Yah, Yah, Yah
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Gary nigga, blowin' doja, switched it over, West coast
Used to meet my dope plug on 65th, Figueroa
Nigga was an old school IVC, Fred come flip these pies with me
Livin' that California dream, deliverin' dope in that limousine
And a nigga was like my pops out here
Put me on when I dropped out here
"Back home I know you Vice Lord but them red cars'll get you popped out here"
I had an all burgundy Monte Carlo SS with the T tops out here
A lot of fuck boys stay hatin' that, but these LA hoes on my jock out here
Got a plug bitch fresh out of Inglewood, smoke real good
Lit my doobie, gettin' Jamaican food
I'm off Crenshaw but don't trip though 'cause he a 6-0
And I can still move through St. Andrews
With Eight Tray's like it ain't shit though
I know Hoover niggas, I mean Groover niggas that have been down for that kick-door
I ain't fuck 'round since I touched down on that westcoast with this shit
Knowin' a lot out of towners claim sets, I'd had seen death over for this shit
You might live today and get ate tomorrow, like leftovers and shit
Bitch, often times a nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips
Some of the Crips and the Bloods, two of LA counties most vicious gangs
LA police are getting their orders as they prepare for another assault on street gangs
Let me just ask you this
Yah. What is that? OG On The Blade, you know what I mean Yah
Often times a Nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips Bgs, Yah League of Starz Yah, Yah, Yah
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs]
Gary nigga, blowin' doja, switched it over, West coast
Used to meet my dope plug on 65th, Figueroa
Nigga was an old school IVC, Fred come flip these pies with me
Livin' that California dream, deliverin' dope in that limousine
And a nigga was like my pops out here
Put me on when I dropped out here
"Back home I know you Vice Lord but them red cars'll get you popped out here"
I had an all burgundy Monte Carlo SS with the T tops out here
A lot of fuck boys stay hatin' that, but these LA hoes on my jock out here
Got a plug bitch fresh out of Inglewood, smoke real good
Lit my doobie, gettin' Jamaican food
I'm off Crenshaw but don't trip though 'cause he a 6-0
And I can still move through St. Andrews
With Eight Tray's like it ain't shit though
I know Hoover niggas, I mean Groover niggas that have been down for that kick-door
I ain't fuck 'round since I touched down on that westcoast with this shit
Knowin' a lot out of towners claim sets, I'd had seen death over for this shit
You might live today and get ate tomorrow, like leftovers and shit
Bitch, often times a nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!