Текст песни Bloods and Crips - C-Sick
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* send correction to the typist[REDRUM 781]Crabs can`t fade this because I made this to be stainlessThe mind is a terrible thing to waste so I leave you brainlessThe shit that I do makes me famousSay my name before you dieAnd I`ll make your death painlessMy goal is your muthafuckin` throatThe adams apple would be slit by my cross bowI throw low blows enough and I cuts like a GinsuYou wanna hoo-ride, do you know what you`re gettin` into?I don`t think so I grab your hoe and hit the doorNuthin` but Crabs stranded on Death RowThe L to the B blockin` out the third letter (ў)Before I put a slug in the center of your sweaterDrop dogs like ?? dogs ?? closeRicket so runnin` up before I hold up my strapAnd they`re frozeNo one knows - of my homicidal capacityI`m a pretty boy with the gangsta mentalityHey, what can I say?I let my Uzi do the talkin` and I sprayIt`s just another muthafuckin` C-KCowards Run In Pack so they take offTheir caskets will be close cause I blew his fuckin` face off" Yeah FRUIT TOWN PIRU nigga They all gettin` C-sick Them DENVER LANES and they all gettin` C-sick "[RED RAG]Well I guess I`m a gangstaYou probably know me by nowBut the way that I look when I`m starin` Rickets downI gotta strollI got so homies that`s old they OG`sMy niggas packin` bank rollsWhen I step up I make Rickets run and hideCommittin` suicide - just survival homicideDerange maniac mind of a lunaticSo damn nuts I go hunt with the toothpickCause I remember back to my early yearsStep punk (pop pop) fuck the Crab and we outta thereWe use to do that shit again againKick out the door, say hello to my little friendGimme the money, the gat and we ready to goWe outta here, yo Dogg, grab the yayoNobody moves, nobody gets hurtBut nigga tried be hard, pull a gat outta shirtMy nigga DoggPoppin` one dead in they foreheadStomp his ass as we watch his head bledYou see a man fucked up for all and y`allPump they ass like a muthafuckin` holocaustAs we gon` blow in their ass like whistlesPumpin` they ass full of lead like pencilsWe outta there after that the shit we didMy nigga Dog said don`t fuck with the "kid", we on the rampage" Yeah My muthafuckin` Loco and Big Wak it`s gettin` C-sick My homie Pops and my nigga gettin` C-sick "[LIL` STRETCH]I`m gettin` C-sickI roll through the neighborhoodA nigga with a problemA nigga up to no goodTake niggas out with the fury of the triggaHave Crabs pourin` out beer for some more niggaGive `em buck about the nigga and his homieSo I creep, pop pop, what my brother told meMe take a nigga out muthafuck` retaliateRoll on the ?? then I hit the Main StreetRoll through the West Side to pick some real niggas upThe homie G-Ride, Spook Dog and my nigga NuttFive Line ?? niggas ain`t for that peace shitYou wanna peace something? Piece your ass back together bitchThe AK-47 mixed with the maniacStraight Crab crusher, kill a Ricket, niggas on thatSo as I creep Crab niggas better drop quickCause I got the 9 and a Deuce and I`m C-sick" Yeah, we give a shot-outs To all them gangsta-ass niggas that`s gettin` C-sick Yeah, one by one check it out East Side BOUNTY HUNTER niggas is gettin` C-sick West Side M Gang, they all gettin` C-sick East Side MILLER GANGSTAS, you know they gettin` C-sick Them WEIRDO Gang and they all gettin` C-sick NINE-DUECE BE-BOPP WATTS niggas they gettin` C-sick C-P-B`s and they all gettin` C-sick Yeah, LUEDERS PARK PIRU niggas are gettin` C-sick Them A-P-G`s and they all gettin` C-sick Yeah nigga, what about that West Side A-P-B nigga they gettin` C-sick The INGLEWOOD FAMILY and they all gettin` C-sick "