Some of the Crips and the Bloods

Two of LA counties most vicious gangs

LA police are getting their ordersAs they prepare for another assault on street gangs

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 Yah League of Starz Yah

Gary nigga blowing doja, switched it over westcoast

Used to meet my dope plug on 65th and Figueroa

Nigga was an old school IVC

Fred come flip these pies with me

Living that California dream

Delivering dope in that limousine

And 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 get you popped out here

Out with an all burgundy Monte Carlo SS with the T tops out here

All the fuck boys stay hating out here

But these LA hoes on my jock out here

Got a plug bitch fresh out of Inglewood, smoke real good

Lit my doobie with a Jamaican fool

I′m off Crenshaw but don't trip though cause he a ′60

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 they kick-door money

I ain′t fuck around since I touched

Down on that westcoast with this shit

Knowin I′m an out of town claim sets

I'd had seen death [?] for this shit

You might need a day and get ate tomorrow like leftovers and shit

Bitch often times a nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars they proper that′s what I claim bitch

Mobbing in my old school Impala can't eat the frame seat

Niggas on that "Yo where you from and what you bang shit"

Often times a nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars they proper that′s what I claim bitch

Mobbing in my old school Impala can't eat the frame seat

Thugs, gang-bangers, and and drug slangers I hang with Yah, G

Often times a nigga took a trip on Bloods and Crips

You must not know no better

Boy this shit is so aggressive

Gang bangers pop out that′s how we send a message

Get up close and then you stretch from doing all that flexing

One down now we looking for the next one

Boy I'm balling and banging from Monte Carlos to Rangers in your set

Bang a bitch with a car full of gangsters

It's active out here, it ain′t just the summer

This shit be cracking all year boy

And it be Blood on Blood, Crip on Crip

Fucking with it niggas that cut, get you chipped

Them politics real from the streets to the pen

Sex, money, violence that′s what make my world spin

If I gotta trip on anybody, for any problems

We gonna get anybody and keep getting dollars

Tell me do you bang nigga?

What set you claim nigga?

It's all the same when that .9 go bang

Color of my dollars they proper that′s what I claim bitch

Mobbing in my old school Impala can't eat the frame seat

Niggas on that "Yo where you from and what you bang shit"

Often times a nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars they proper that′s what I claim bitch

Mobbing in my old school Impala can't eat the frame seat

Four Finger banging

These niggas know I′m a gangster ma

Cap guns prepare me for funk and I like to thank you ma

Your baby boy a fella, these niggas been trying to spank me ma

Gotta catch a body that's how you climb up the rankings ma

Red rag flame game

Head-shot will paint the pavement

Gang related state of mind

I refuse to make a statement

You ain't hanging, gang banging, killers in my affidavit

Tattoos on all they faces, resumes consist of [?]

They cutting from a different

Blanket, different quilt, different cloth

On the B I got some kiways I could call to pick you off

Free my brother from the clanker, keep your nigga lit its law

We got different point of views because of all the gangster shit I saw

Color of my dollars they proper that′s what I claim bitch

Mobbing in my old school Impala can′t eat the frame seat

Niggas on that "Yo where you from and what you bang shit"

Often times a nigga had to trip on Bloods and Crips

Color of my dollars they proper that's what I claim bitch

Mobbing in my old school Impala can′t eat the frame seat

I'm down for it because I′m a true nigga, a true nigga

I come from the heart

Why Be in a gang, what's in it for you

What′s in it?

I mean you get killed right? Yah

You mean some of your friends been killed? Yah

Simple cause

What's this simple cause?

Being a nigga

Going down with the niggas

That's how we feel

We die, it′s like we go kill one of them

Till one of them die, because they down for it, they had get took out

They come back and then its a feud till they don′t want no more

Til everybody just drop it, but ain't nobody gonna drop it

Bloods and Crips