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Артист: Bloods and CripsНазвание : Slob 187Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap west coast rap west coast rap hip-hop gangsta rap west coast rap west coast rap hip-hop Видео:
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I woke up One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-C B-D drive-by As his mama, daddy screamin`, cryin` ask me why But they don`t know that I don`t give a fuck I hope to meet wagon van man hurry up and clean this Slob but My mama told me stay away from the gang But at the same time I keep my blue rag and my blue strings I used to drag a Slob down the street, kick outta teeth And bang his head against the concrete And my neighbors ain`t no muthafuckin` snitches I jacked a Slob for his riches when I done in these ditches You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake They couldn`t wait to join a gang so their lives to be take By me - another down B-G Scarface Atlantic Drive kind of Crip I can`t stand R-E-D But that`s the main point in effects So let me grab my gat - bust back Cause this is Snoop attack All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5 Cause in the muthafuckin` graves is where the Snoops lyin` Y`all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere Two C`s from Compton Crip Cuz and I`m outta here [INCH] Betta watch your back This is Piru 187 Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11 A Kelly with a gun won`t run and hide It`s a nigga Crip Inch and comin` from the East Side Watch these Slobs just run and duck Cause I ain`t givin` up nuthin` but bad luck Gotta kill at will So I pack my steel Put a Slob on the ground and Cuz that`s real You might say that I`m too far gone Mind lost and tossed Of the age of the terrordome Now I`m off to just makin` a brains hang Runnin` the streets with the muthafuckin` K gang One down but I still ain`t hurt Cause I`m killin` Slobs off from here to Gettesburg The Mac-11 gon` pop pop pop You get a hole in your head cause I just can`t stop [G-BONE] Slobs can`t getaway from this itchy trigga finger Straight Slob killin` Cuz I`m a Crip Fuck them niggas Peel their caps cack with a muthafuckin` Tec-9 Slob-ass niggas better muthafuckin` recognize This is the Slob killa A-D double C Flee dog B-Dog Kill a Cuz I`m a L-O-C Sendin` Slob niggas on the stairway to hell I can`t inhale cause I can`t stand that dead lobster smell So chunk that nigga in a dizitch All Slob killa and that includes a Snoop Bitch I always set the Crip up And won`t give a fuck That`s why I stick the Cripalettes cause I cock this bomb as fuck But you know you gotta watch their punk-ass ho`s too Cause some Cripalette got love for die-`Rus A hoe ain`t shit Sure `nuff by a Slob bitch Cause they would fuck a Slob And come suck a Crip dick I can`t trust the hoe well, I don`t fuck with Slobs I`m a Locsta and fuck all oo-lah This is a muthafuckin` C-R-I-P Ain`t no love for an S-L-O-B [AWOL] I`m givin` up the K to some Slobs and all ?? Slobs wanna trip, Slob nigga bring it on Shot a Slob`s dome with this 30 ?? 6 Infra-red scope with the 30 round clip A Compton Crip Bad man, don`t step too close Cause you`s a Slob-ass ex Crip nigga from East Coast That nigga Dog better watch his dome My dick still in his mouth so my nigga it`s on You ain`t a dog, you`s a M-U-T On the nuts of a Compton B-G Fuck Bangin` On Wax and fuck that True Blue tape Fuck everybody hood if they dissin` the K C, I get it strap and I`m ready for a 211 Catch a Slob and it`s Slob 187 [TROLL] S-N-O-O-P to the K Make way when I spray Slobs just ain`t safe Cause it`s on with them muthafuckin` off-brand niggas servin` `Rus like Dinner with this itchy trigga finger Puttin` brains to the side walk to end all talk Bitch Slobs get choked when they slip and get caught Fuck all die-`Rus and the families have made `em Let `em all claimin` Snoops and now can`t shit save `em When the set trip is on Slobs cover your dome I catch a cap to the hat when I`m gettin` the chrome Lettin` off in your muthafuckin` hood dead rags better duck Cause a Kelly is up to no good See you wearing your colors and watch Troll unload And leave you dead shirt camouflage to 16 holes Glock 9 causin` doom like that muthafuckin` Armageddon When I step in Slob`s turf Bitch when they see my weapon To the head cause there ain`t no love Ask you: where you from? and blast if your ass say Blood Cause it`s a straight Compton Crip Teachin` new lives left Fuck all y`all I`m claimin` Slob 187 [RIDER J] Fuck a Slob, fuck a `Ru And anybody else too See Cuz I gotta do for me Makin` dollars, cluckin` ends for my A-D-C A `Ru or a Snoop ain`t hard to do away Grab my 9 if you miss to straight spray niggas And it`s Slob killa You can`t come kickin` in my hood muthafucka cause I peel ya I`m rollin` through your hood with much Crip Disrespect Blue`d up on Atlantic and it`s time to set Settle The muthafuckin` score Tec-9 bullets muthafuckas now open up the door And to you Slob muthafuckas that don`t know me Fuck your sets and your dead homies A-D-C up niggas! | Похожие исполнители:
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