Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song C's in the Air, artist - CRIPS. Album song Nationwide Rip Ridaz II - Betrayed (Can't Trust Nobody), in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 10.03.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dangerous
Song language: English
C's in the Air |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Mutha-Mutha-Muthafucka bring it on |
Mutha-Muthafucka bring it on |
Loc’d out in the brain from that muthafuckin' A gang |
I bang with the down and remain for that money man |
Blast me a slug pull the trigger blow his brains out |
A tisket a tasket closed casket is what I’m talkin about |
To blast a Slob leave him wealin' in a wheelchair |
I really don’t give a fuck |
I really don’t fuck or care |
It’s the Crip in me |
I take Slobs like cats |
Givin' up Avalon beat them down with bats |
Check my tatts on my backarms forearms and neck |
40 A.G.C. |
is what you get |
It’s the shit |
I bust on Slobs on the regular |
Fuck penicillin cause they need to get rid of that |
Period collar busta I put that on the land |
My homies beat down your homies with they barehead |
A.G.C. |
enemies catch the blues |
And I wouldn’t wanna walk in no Slob shoes |
East/Side Avalon niggas simply don’t care |
So if your ass straight crippin throw them C’s in the air |
If you really wanna ride on that gangsta tip |
Recognize that it’s Avalon Crip |
Chitty-chitty-gangbang Avalon Crip Gang |
Do this to the fullest cause I do this shit everyday |
To spray this slug quick in a hurry |
Pop-Pop to your dome now your mama gots to bury |
Another bitch-ass Slob |
That’s what I’m singin' |
Let me catch one of you bitch-ass niggas I’m straight sprayin' |
Stayin down A’s up to my homies |
Especially to my niggas Trouble Syke and Sneaky Tony |
And to all my soldiers in the muthafuckin' system |
Ain’t havin no bitch-ass Slob tryin' to dis them |
We in it to win it loc’d out Crips roll and when I die |
«I rolled Crippin'» graved in my tombstone |
Realize a real loc’d out fuckin ride |
With real gangsta lyrics stickin' like a screwdriver, I provide a |
Strap for my homies if you willin for a Slob massacre |
Another Avalon killer Cuzz |
East/Side Avalon niggas simply don’t care |
So if your ass straight crippin throw them C’s in the air |
If you really wanna ride on that gangsta tip |
Recognize that it’s Avalon Crip |
East/Side Avalon niggas simply don’t care |
So if your ass straight crippin throw them C’s in the air |
If you really wanna ride on that gangsta tip |
Recognize that it’s Avalon Crip |
Shot outs to my riders from the muthafuckin A |
1−16, 88, 45, Trey |
G.A., G-Mike, Skill Bill and that’s real |
And my nigga K-Fly just love to kill |
Jeff O., Scrappa, Joe Cool, Boo and Cisco |
And I can’t forget about Snoop |
And Baby Nose and Big Seeker |
Givin' it up for the 88 streets |
Forgot a gang of muthafuckin homies |
But that’s A-ight |
Still throw my A way in the air cause I just don’t care |
For the C-mix, the G-mix, ?G-sallad? |
Got to get the hood tatted on my belly |
Mobbin thru the hood on the quest for chips |
Stayin heated cause I’m heated just in case you trip Crip |
And we comin at your muthafuckin' ass |
Yeah y’all thought we fell off |
We comin' at you bitch-ass nigga |
Cause I’m a G |
But not like Warren |
With them wack-ass beats and tracks that’s bored |
You know what I’m sayin' |
For all you muthafuckas out there dissin |
We gon' keep rollin |
Dangerous in this bitch |
For the C-mix |
Throw your A’s up |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Bring it on |
Bring it on |
Bring it on |
Muthafucka |
Bring-bring-bring-bring-bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Bring-bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Bring it on |
Muthafucka |
Muthafucka |
Muthafucka |
Mutha-Mutha-Muthafucka bring it on |
Muthafucka bring it on |
Mutha-Muthafucca bring it on |