Nationwide Rip Ridaz
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[BRONCOE]<br>I`m casted out, casted up Loc, locked down I`m a menace<br>I gives it up, I give a fuck, a Loc for life cause I`m with it<br>I see fresh, dressed - like a million bucks<br>I am the lowest rip rider in the navy blue Chucks<br>Not the low top type cause they slip and they slide<br>With the high tops for gangstas with the Stars on the side<br>I`m buckin` off-brands, all Slobs, bitches and tricks<br>And I`m from Eastside Fushed Town Mafia Crip<br>WATTS UP to my homies on the 10 and the 5<br>In the cut on the street gettin` paid on the front line<br>I rob for C side, death to my enemy<br>Mission to make a mill and chill with my bigger G`s<br><br>[BIG FREEZE]<br>I got a heat for you Slob niggas slippin`<br>Set trippin is my favorite pastime Loc cause I`m crippin<br>See a Slob if he swerve too deep in a Suburban<br>Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him<br>Ain`t no mercy or grace<br>Put him in his place<br>Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face<br>Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride<br>Another Swayhook slippin another straight just died<br>I ain`t lying when I say you see me dumpin<br>Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some` (...on that Eastside)<br><br>[TWIN LOC]<br>The A.G.C`s straight rollin on that Eastside, right<br>Where gangstas like to ride and do a homicide<br>I catch a Slob slippin, I break his fuckin neck<br>And puttin these busta punk niggas straight in check<br>Talkin `bout you`s a gangsta, nigga you`s a busta<br>Runnin Slobs over, nigga you can`t trust a<br>Nigga from the A-V-A-L-O-N-G-E-S-T-A<br>And I`ma spray when I have to<br>Busta, I case you out the hood<br>Because you know the OG ?? straight up to no good<br>Would you try to test me and get straight dog<br>Cause I`ll be rollin muthafuckas like lumberjacks roll logs<br>Peep the real crippin`<br>Back in `69 you young rookies<br>Don`t know shit about your melon and big cookie<br>Doing dips in green metals<br>I`m that little bitty fellow<br>Runnnin around while my niggas bustin caps<br>Hello, recognize nigga when the gangstas comin through<br>Dressed in blue<br>And we did it just for you<br>Not bangin on wax, but bangin for my turf<br>And I`ll be tossin niggas like a muthafucking ??<br>And I`m out<br> <br>Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz...<br><br>[SCARFACE & G-BONE]<br>Don`t panic, this Atlantic move my strap in your mouth<br>I empty clips on dat ass for the muthafuckin South<br>Never slippin steady dippin that`s the way that we`re creepin<br>Buck a Slob on the corner flammed up caught slippin<br>Gangsta Bone jumped out with the Gauge point blank ?? said<br>Nigga fuck Slob, this the AD gang<br>Slob niggas should have known that the Bone is a killer<br>South Atlantic Drive Compton Crip, fuck them Slob niggas<br>Nationwide Rip Ride, nigga this the double S<br>Young gangsta Bone, B.G. Face puttin` Slobs to rest<br>Nigga this is Crip so what`s poppin` with that B.K.<br>Like I said last time every dog has its day<br>Slobs keep slippin` when I`m dippin` comin up short<br>Smoke like a muthafucker 9 for the ???<br>Nigga this the AD rollin with the Southside<br>Straight crip face Nationwide nigga Rip Ride<br><br>[AWOL]<br>Puttin it down ain`t a muthafuckin thang to me either Loc<br>So I can miss to smoke ?Palmer joke?<br>Fuck a Slob from Cedar<br>I`m on Alameda<br>On my way to Elm with the Glock 10 millimeter<br>A Hoo-Ride ain`t shit to me<br>187 on the muthafuckin M-O-B-K<br>K-P-B-G, fuck a Slob<br>AK 47 on the Lollypop Mob, Loc<br>I`m Kelly Crip with my homies from the N gang<br>Eastside Rip Ride to the membrane<br>The 47 still giving it up<br>And fuck a Slob, I`m a muthafuckin Compton Nut<br><br>[KOOLAY]<br>I represent that Eastside Rip, don`t even trip<br>When I hit you up with that Watts Franklin Crip<br>Fool ain`t no stoppin when I`m out there wig shoppin`<br>Movin` down Slobs from Inglewood to Compton<br>Quick to pop up on deck with a Tec<br>Spot a Slob and try my best to take off his neck<br>They should`ve told you about this Locsta<br>Out there bangin, with killers and sherm smokers<br>I`m claimin` F till I`m finally put to rest<br>And till then I`m bringing nothing but total death<br>Koolay Big G from the F.C.<br>Watts Franklin Crip till they bury me<br> <br>[CIXX PAC]<br>The Eastside is where I ride, fool is get that straight<br>F.C.G. till I reach them Golden Gates<br>Do or Die, Crip or Cry, I thought I told ya<br>Runnin from C-I-X and I`ma fold ya<br>So think twice if your movin through my N-Hood<br>Niggaz see deep and them Squares up to no good<br>Watts the city of Tombstone, the evil side<br>Same fool slippin is the same fool just died<br>So remember what goes on in them tombstone<br>You ain`t got your chrome you best stay at home<br>It ain`t no joking around it ain`t no suprise<br>You better recognize, Nationwide Rip Ride<br><br>Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz...<br><br>Carip! Carip! Carip!<br><br>Northside, Southside, Eastside, Westside