Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crippin, artist - Daz Dillinger. Album song Who Ride Wit Us Vol 1, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 21.05.2001
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dogg Pound Online
Song language: English
Crippin |
Putting it down for the real riders |
Fa sho |
Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name |
Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang |
Aint nothing damm thang change |
All y’all niggas, y’all can’t fuck with me we throwing up the C |
Tell me what y’all want to do and how y’all niggas really wanted to be |
We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night |
We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let’s ride |
It’s C-Bo and that nigga daz in an four rag |
With an auto mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move |
Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop |
And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street |
Like Daz would die for 21 |
Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man |
For the guard and blocks for the Insane |
If you down for your gang and throw your rags in the air |
Flag the mother fuckers like you just don’t care |
I’m going to ride for mine, do or die for mine |
South side duce nine, Long Beach eastside |
We going ride together, sly eye together |
We going crip and die together, getting high forever |
C-Bo, Daz Dillie |
Serving other niggas in their city, getting greedy |
Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly |
Now it’s time to get stupid or really (Yea) |
High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone |
Me and C-Bo we keep going zone to zone |
My type reaps are anonymous |
Coke, weed, cock, feeds we dropping them |
Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill |
Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that’s on the real |
Rhino we explode like dynamite |
How many niggas getting killed tonight |
Is you, you, yo |