Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crippin, artist - TeeCee4800Date of issue: 28.09.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Crippin |
| Tell 'em how we did it |
| How we crippin', niggas ain’t with it |
| NY hat, nigga that’s my fitted |
| Where you at? |
| nigga be 'pecific |
| I pull up quick, that’s how I’m crippin' |
| Two hundred racks all in my vision |
| But I’ll take more 'cause ain’t no limit |
| Ran through hoes, you can call me Emmitt |
| TeeCee the loc 'bout his business |
| None of our money 'cause I ain’t in it |
| Bitch been broke for way too long |
| Now look how a nigga living |
| D. Loc been gone way too long |
| Now look how a nigga living |
| All we need is TC home |
| Man that’d be crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Snitchin' on your crippin' |
| Why you playin' with this crippin'? |
| Any little thing then we trippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Everything I do, I do it twice |
| New Mercedes for the player price |
| Bitches talkin' 'bout they want some ease |
| Call the lords if you need a vice |
| Niggas call the phone to put me on |
| Would if they was talkin' 'bout the set |
| Would if they was talkin' 'bout a check |
| Group of gangsters gets you no respect |
| Swear I’m never seen up in the streets |
| Like that’s where the fuck I’m supposed to be |
| Did this shit, I live this shit, believe |
| Over shit so now I’m overseas |
| Loc killed him, caught him with his niece |
| Army shells crazy in the Beach |
| I’m the one that told 'em 'bout the Norf |
| You the one that don’t nobody know |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Snitchin' on your crippin' |
| Why you playin' with this crippin'? |
| Any little thing then we trippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how you crippin' |
| With a four-fifth, nigga poppin' that clip in |
| If a nigga want trip, he can smoke the fishes |
| Little old bitch, that’s how I’m living |
| Spit 'til the nigga get hit |
| Wig get split, tryna hit that fence |
| Then I slide off in that whip |
| Man they still don’t know who did it |
| Don’t believe I never gave a fuck |
| Liquor with the snickers, throwing up |
| Can’t you see my niggas goin' up? |
| MTM, my niggas goin' nuts |
| Lil homies, homegirls or the homies, yeah we gon' ride |
| This the type of shit gone see all day in the mob |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Snitchin' on your crippin' |
| Why you playin' with this crippin'? |
| Any little thing then we trippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |
| Tell 'em how we crippin' |