Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song C-K Ride, artist - Bloods & Crips. Album song Bangin on Wax, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 14.02.1993
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dangerous
Song language: English
C-K Ride |
| What’s that? |
| A little funky shit |
| Ah, yeah |
| Oh yeah, check it out |
| Ah yeah |
| I’m comin' straight from the Five nigga |
| A young nigga is? |
| live? |
| I’m high |
| Till this present meaning I’m fucked that I showed up Strapped with the 44, niggas know I got mine |
| Stretch with a Gauge, Polly-B with the Tec-9 |
| Not to long ago Crabs try to test us Talkin' that dumb shit tryin' to get the best of us But when I ain’t havin' it Not takin' that bullshit |
| Cause you’ll get a 44 bullet on your shiznit |
| It’s not first time, won’t be the last time |
| Niggas all on mine cause I’m from the Five-Line |
| I’m gonna roll cause nigga it’s my time |
| Peace to the homies from the Four and the Duece-Nine |
| So motherfuckers give me my props |
| And if you don’t |
| My .9 is gon' pop-pop |
| Leavin' suckers flat back on their ass, G It’s in hells where I’m livin' if you ask me I give a fuck my nigga about dissin' them |
| Cause already I’m a product of the system |
| Bickin' it back being bool |
| Yeah, that’s what my homie said |
| Rollin' down by the boulevard finna bust a C-K |
| That’s a U-turn now we on Bradfield |
| Hope you ain’t a Crab |
| That wants to get his cap peeled |
| Bloody Mary as you know |
| Is a Blood lover |
| Cause Crip gangs too busy killin' up each other |
| Throwin' up the B, C-K |
| About to bail |
| Water snakes givin' up this Crabby-ass smell |
| Really — silly — busta, no jokin' |
| Play with Piru and get your fuckin' jaw broken |
| Pump your brakes fool, true flue I ain’t havin' it Look at the true 'Ru sportin' a Bulls jacket |
| Bloody Mary is on the mic and I’m flamed up Redrum murder you before you came up When you bee me in red |
| Tell me: «what's up Blood?» |
| Don’t even trip or slip dumb Crip |
| For 'Rus I got love |
| «Hey, hey Stretch, Blood… |
| C’mon, c’mon to? |
| Marvins? |
| to put in some work on these Crabs over here in Piru |
| Hey, fuck them niggas, what about the Kelly Park-ass niggas? |
| Oh yeah, right |
| We get their punk-ass too |
| Yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll |
| I’m servin' the motherfuckers " |
| Check this out, Kiki Loco |
| Bangin' ain’t joke so let me laugh |
| You sounded like a bitch with your non rappin' ass |
| I saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood |
| And fuck that Filthy Bag who claimin' Lynwood |
| Yeah, Greedy-G |
| You sounded like a ?? |
| geek |
| Your sorry mumble mouth motherfucker off-beat |
| Let me say I wreck shop like cops and wreckin' niggas up |
| I’m rubbin' your girl, the pussy is good but she’s a fat slut |
| Yep, it’s all been Harlem, like you said |
| Yeah, the Brims and the Twenties leave a nigga dead |
| Wearin them — bhakis red low and burgundy Chucks |
| And if I catch you slippin' in my hood wearin' flue you gettin' fucked up By your true 'Ru nigga named C-K |
| Rick' get back, Rick' get ruled every single week day |
| And I can’t stand Rickets cause they’re scary |
| They could take a hairy dick and lick Bloody Mary |
| The Penalty for killin I’ll pay the cost |
| I’mma ride C-K till the wheels fall off |
| You 'Hard Time Bustas' what the fuckin' you work? |
| Niggas call you 'Nappy Heads' while I zip on my sweatshirt |
| I got .9 holes to lay 'Tramps' on my sacks |
| I play the 'Cheese Toast', 'Bubble Gum' in my backpack |
| Ain’t no way out when your casket is closed |
| You’re gettin' rolled on by a Crenshaw Mafioso |
| I hate to being bothered cause you? |
| snitchin' for deep? |
| Ripping 'Snot Guns' in half cause I got big beef |
| Keep ridin' and duckin' and hidin' from the Four |
| Down to, down to, down to catch ho When I catch you slippin' here’s your reminder |
| Red Rag is a C-K Rider |
| «Damn, damn, them fools got served |
| And we served them motherfuckers (Blood Gang — Blood Gang) |
| Fuck that motherfuckin' ?? |
| a.k.a. fuck ??? |
| Fuck the Crabs, I know I got beef to a tramp hood motherfuckers |
| WEST/SIDE INGLEWOOD AVENUE PIRU GANG, hood |
| AVENUE PIRU EAST/SIDE-motherfuckin'-BOUNTY HUNTERS (Fuck Crabs) |
| WEIRDOS GANGSTA BLOOD |
| ATHENS motherfuckin' PARK |
| Mad Loko, Big Wack motherfucker (right) |
| My motherfuckin' nigga Jugghead (right) |
| My motherfuckin' homeboy Big Dee from EAST/SIDE ?? |
| motherfuckin' ELM |
| (All the time) |
| Rowdy motherfuckin' Lok |
| Yeah, we in this motherfuckin' G-Ride (Blood Gang) |
| Spook Dogg, my nigga Nutt (Blood Gang) |
| All you gangsta-ass niggas |
| My homeboy Rampage |
| My homeboy Lil' motherfuckin' Pac |
| Lil' motherfuckin' Bolo, big brother Stretch Dogg, what up fool?! |
| You niggas is real mothefuckin' gangstas |
| And we ain’t FUCKIN with these Crab niggas in the Nine-Tramp |
| Yeah, we buckin' their ass out |
| Yeah |
| I gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherfuckin' BOMPTON PIRU niggas |
| My homeboy mothefuckin' Tom Bomb… » |