Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: CripsНазвание : Nationwide Rip RidazДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : west coast gangsta rap compton brian littrell howie dorough Видео:
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I`m casted out, casted up Loc, locked down I`m a menace I gives it up, I give a fuck, a Loc for life cause I`m with it I see fresh, dressed - like a million bucks I am the lowest rip rider in the navy blue Chucks Not the low top type cause they slip and they slide With the high tops for gangstas with the Stars on the side I`m buckin` off-brands, all Slobs, bitches and tricks And I`m from Eastside Fushed Town Mafia Crip WATTS UP to my homies on the 10 and the 5 In the cut on the street gettin` paid on the front line I rob for C side, death to my enemy Mission to make a mill and chill with my bigger G`s [BIG FREEZE] I got a heat for you Slob niggas slippin` Set trippin is my favorite pastime Loc cause I`m crippin See a Slob if he swerve too deep in a Suburban Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him Ain`t no mercy or grace Put him in his place Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride Another Swayhook slippin another straight just died I ain`t lying when I say you see me dumpin Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some` (...on that Eastside) [TWIN LOC] The A.G.C`s straight rollin on that Eastside, right Where gangstas like to ride and do a homicide I catch a Slob slippin, I break his fuckin neck And puttin these busta punk niggas straight in check Talkin `bout you`s a gangsta, nigga you`s a busta Runnin Slobs over, nigga you can`t trust a Nigga from the A-V-A-L-O-N-G-E-S-T-A And I`ma spray when I have to Busta, I case you out the hood Because you know the OG ?? straight up to no good Would you try to test me and get straight dog Cause I`ll be rollin muthafuckas like lumberjacks roll logs Peep the real crippin` Back in `69 you young rookies Don`t know shit about your melon and big cookie Doing dips in green metals I`m that little bitty fellow Runnnin around while my niggas bustin caps Hello, recognize nigga when the gangstas comin through Dressed in blue And we did it just for you Not bangin on wax, but bangin for my turf And I`ll be tossin niggas like a muthafucking ?? And I`m out Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz... [SCARFACE & G-BONE] Don`t panic, this Atlantic move my strap in your mouth I empty clips on dat ass for the muthafuckin South Never slippin steady dippin that`s the way that we`re creepin Buck a Slob on the corner flammed up caught slippin Gangsta Bone jumped out with the Gauge point blank ?? said Nigga fuck Slob, this the AD gang Slob niggas should have known that the Bone is a killer South Atlantic Drive Compton Crip, fuck them Slob niggas Nationwide Rip Ride, nigga this the double S Young gangsta Bone, B.G. Face puttin` Slobs to rest Nigga this is Crip so what`s poppin` with that B.K. Like I said last time every dog has its day Slobs keep slippin` when I`m dippin` comin up short Smoke like a muthafucker 9 for the ??? Nigga this the AD rollin with the Southside Straight crip face Nationwide nigga Rip Ride [AWOL] Puttin it down ain`t a muthafuckin thang to me either Loc So I can miss to smoke ?Palmer joke? Fuck a Slob from Cedar I`m on Alameda On my way to Elm with the Glock 10 millimeter A Hoo-Ride ain`t shit to me 187 on the muthafuckin M-O-B-K K-P-B-G, fuck a Slob AK 47 on the Lollypop Mob, Loc I`m Kelly Crip with my homies from the N gang Eastside Rip Ride to the membrane The 47 still giving it up And fuck a Slob, I`m a muthafuckin Compton Nut [KOOLAY] I represent that Eastside Rip, don`t even trip When I hit you up with that Watts Franklin Crip Fool ain`t no stoppin when I`m out there wig shoppin` Movin` down Slobs from Inglewood to Compton Quick to pop up on deck with a Tec Spot a Slob and try my best to take off his neck They should`ve told you about this Locsta Out there bangin, with killers and sherm smokers I`m claimin` F till I`m finally put to rest And till then I`m bringing nothing but total death Koolay Big G from the F.C. Watts Franklin Crip till they bury me [CIXX PAC] The Eastside is where I ride, fool is get that straight F.C.G. till I reach them Golden Gates Do or Die, Crip or Cry, I thought I told ya Runnin from C-I-X and I`ma fold ya So think twice if your movin through my N-Hood Niggaz see deep and them Squares up to no good Watts the city of Tombstone, the evil side Same fool slippin is the same fool just died So remember what goes on in them tombstone You ain`t got your chrome you best stay at home It ain`t no joking around it ain`t no suprise You better recognize, Nationwide Rip Ride Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz... Carip! Carip! Carip! Northside, Southside, Eastside, Westside | Похожие исполнители:
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