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Set Trippin'

Bloods and Crips

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    Set Trippin'

    [BIG FREEZE]
    Catch the beat for the Ace Duece Trey
    Big Freeze is in effect for 94 and I'mma spray
    Tec-9 hollow point tips on your Slob-ass killin
    snoops
    In the street with me and he won't
    Last a second, come to checkin' all you slobs with the
    quickness
    Dumpin' with the Tec you close you're eyes and try you
    wish this
    This was a dream and maybe one day you'll wake up
    But you ran upon the wrong Franklin Crip and got
    bucked
    Right back in your muthafuckin' place
    Big Freeze got the nine in your muthafuckin' face
    And just to let you know I ain't no muthafuckin' ho
    Hot feeling full of lead and leave your body on the
    floor
    It's BK Crippin' all the time when I ride Nationwide
    East Side Franklin Crippin', so you Slobs better hide
    And if you don't when I see you I'ma kill you
    You can bet your bottom dollar fool I'll peel you

    [BATMAN]
    This ain't no poser but I be bang Crabs to pieces
    Wonderful one to his head and deceased him
    Point blank range it was strange the way it happened
    East Side Swans pulled up and started cappin'
    Crabs been runnin' and duckin' and try to get the fuck
    away, but it's too late
    Cause I popped hI'm with the H.K. pop
    Miggety gun between the Crabs with me strap with me
    Nine
    Buck buck buck buck buck E-Ricket always die
    Me kick the rasta shit hI'm make me mad I get with
    him
    Me comin' from South Central ??? me say trick
    Bickin it kickin it and stoppin it, pissin' and
    jackin' a punkin' the Crab dude
    Me love to smokin' chronic, drink O.E. and act a fool
    Some Crab in me hood losin' life for ?? chip
    Me happy to Glock and got and show 'em for no pity
    Blood, me gangsta from me hood, me killin' never like
    a slut
    Or me can do the ?? because them snitch like a ??

    [SIX PACC]
    I got the feelin' there's anotha Slob killin' in my
    hood
    Niggaz gettin' suited and booted up to no good
    Shootin' up everything and Tec-9 bail ringin'
    Showin' the punk-ass snoops how we gangbangin'
    Psycho assassin I laugh when I stick 'em
    Then I bury hI'm alive cause the fool wasn't Crippin'
    I got a double barrel sawed-off, point it at the
    hostage
    Had your mama ransom and still shock the bitch
    You better ask somebody about Six Pacc
    Original Gangsta well known to peel a cap
    3 o' clock in the morning the "F" Gang creepin'
    To see if we can catch another Slob slippin
    C-rag hangin' off the Gauge as I blast fool until you
    know this is Crip
    And you don't have to ask
    Evil side never die, fool it's no mistery
    Crabs runnin' the ocean I'm from the C

    [GREEN EYES]
    Now as I tight'n up my flags, my bhakis sag low
    Banged up for Inglewood, yeah 104
    'bout to pull a jack in my bucket, nigga Pumpkin
    Saw the first rip, who slipped, put some' in his
    chest
    Set trippin' I'mma bust on his ass quick
    210 pounds lettin' of 50 rounds
    Gunnin 'em down for the homies that's B.I.P
    It's called payback I stay strapped, I packs a Mac-1
    Brazy like Rambo I'm lettin' of ammo with my 9, 16
    shot
    Fuck all these Crabs lies in the studio
    Tryin' to act like they hard
    But you done pushed me to my limit like a muthafuckin
    credit card
    ??? fired up the motherfuckin' strap
    Green eyes got something off his chest ready to be
    expressed
    Fuck all ya'll Crabs, ya'll niggaz ain't shit
    And you will never catch Green Eyez mackin' to a Crab
    bitch

    [G-BONE]
    Slob-ass niggaz C's up what that Crip like
    Niggaz don't understand that I'm a C, a Crip 4 life
    Slob-ass fools in my city nigga fear me
    It's the A to the D.C. rip fuck the B
    Atlantic Drive Crippin' is where I'm from
    If you can tell
    ??? that Slob niggas know that they can't spell
    Nigga this is Slob killa, I spell it out
    For you S.L.O.B.K. I double L.A. Crip nigga
    South Side Atlantic Drive makin' Slob panic
    Dippin' in a G
    With that muthafuckin' automatic strap out the window,
    pop pop now it's on
    A bitch made Slob nigga caught two in their dome
    On the Crens with they burgundy pants caught slippin'
    While I'm dippin' to the other side set trippin'
    Crippin' to the fullest, fuck Slob nigga this is Crip
    I kill a Slob nigga and I smoke a Slob bitch

    [?]
    Now bick back and relax as I kick the facts about you
    Muthafuckin' scary-ass Crabs that just be Bangin On
    Wax
    True facts and not fiction
    And if you wanna buy ?? gimme your money nigga steady
    dippin'
    You motherfuckin' right that's how the gangsta go and
    do it
    Sin Joke come to ?? you to stretch you, but that
    Ricket blew it
    Mark-ass Crabs droppin shit like a Sega
    I called up G-Pops and told hI'm my nigga need the
    Desert Eagle
    Blood I think some shit finna jump
    So tell Dogg to bring the nine millimeter and the
    pistol grip pump
    Yeah, that should handle this
    A Bounty Hunter from Watts, so I'm forcin' niggas
    scandelous
    And I'm down for whatever
    I got the extra long clip hangin' out my motherfuckin'
    'Retta
    Gettin' ready for a C.K
    Here comes some ?? from that Ricket nigga with no
    further delay

    [TROLL LOC]
    Load up the guns cause now you fuckin' with a killa
    trigga cop
    Bust some shots at you Slob-ass niggas talkin' shit
    You's a bitch and I'll put that on my momma
    If I catch you in these streets - I'ma leave your ass
    in trauma
    This shock well and don't bail on T.R.O. double L
    Cause dead rag gettin' toe tagged from hot shells
    Ride throught my hood in that motherfuckin' red
    I put my gun to your head and leave you dead enough
    said

    [AWOL]
    Now as I hear this on line if you really gon' blast
    I got a flea on my dick, for puttin' in it their dogs
    ass
    "Damn Blood that Ricket nigga was wild"
    I call myself a dog say fuck hI'm doggystyle uh uh
    Smooth sellin' on a gay-ass snoop
    The main bitch at my house straight smokin' a loop
    K.P. to the motherfuckin' H
    Fuck all Slob this the muthafuckin' K

    [DOGG & LI'L HAWK]
    Gimme the strap goddamn so I can bust on this Crab
    That bitch AWOL
    Tryin' to bang with a ?shank?
    Well, we'll rush you niggas on the count of 4
    And all that Crab shit what is you bangin' for
    Fuck talkin' with you niggas, fuck ?? with you niggas
    Fuck rappin' with you niggas I don't believe you
    niggas
    It don't stop, I slip in my clip and set trip
    It's the Dogg and Hawksta, Weirdos and Mafias
    Mafia/Weirdos it really don't matter
    I grab my nine and make it rat-a-tat-tatter
    Now we be rollin' in my muthafuckin' G- ride
    It's me Lil' Hawk and the Dogg showin' these Crabs
    what that "B" like
    Weirdo gangsta's and the 10 and tha 4
    Fuck all Crabs in the studio

    Biiatch
    Tricks in this basket
    Busta-ass Crab-ass ??


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