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Текст песни Bloods and Crips - Shit Ain`t Over

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[GREEN EYES]I`m wearin` my colors: red shirt, red Stars and red flagsThrowin` up InglewoodAs my bhakis sagGreen Eyes the Y-GGangsta thugAnd I fill your ass up with tramp 8 slugsOn Bloods I gives a fuck about the Crab in the 9-4And fuck his moms, I smoke that hoe1-0-4 the hood that I grew up inBorn in red and Blood all I be was redAnd I chose to be a Blood cause I`m a DogA muthafuckin` rock wallerCheckin` out Crab ballerSo now you know when you roll thru the `4I place a knife to your throatAnd blow your life outta windowAnd your ass will never catch Green Eyes, please Captain save a CrabI smoke his ass, laughAnd then I stabBack to Inglewood on Crabs I`m straight dumpin`Rest In Peace to A-Bay and Pumpkin`The shit ain`t over and nigga that`s for realAnd I gotta lotta more muthafuckin` Crabs to kill[YANK]It`s the capital N, capital G, capital B, capital HLittlest C but the biggest KIt`s them niggas B khakin` G red steady slidin`Fuckin` major bitches in C-K ridin`Glidin` as we roll through the ProjectsOver 10 years in bitches so a nigga gots a gang of respectSo respect the wordsFrom the niggas that`s in red and blackTwo Five Line Hustlers straight gangsta macksI get popped from my niggas from the Ace to `4They`ll be fucked - that been tryed to have a gang truceYou better hope you have your four leaf cloverBlood, the C-K ain`t over[LANIAK]Hoo-ridin` on the Westside, a flame Yak againRidin` with the homies killin` hoes and friendsPlus a - flashbackTo the heart right connected thatIt`s ride back to the 9 block you beYou niggas don`t realize I`m from the streetHit around the corner with the elementaryWith the homie from the `hoodSo it`s all good, we bickin`Got wordFrom travel tickets fadin` bitches, killin` Rickets street slippin`You jacked - oh, you`re a snitchBecause the bitch smoke crack and I got the next hitExtra clip 32 hollow points to the headNigga smokin` joints, nigga smokin` CrabFlamed up in the cut, in the house full of leadWith the strap in my handNow my lap or in the stashYou know how we do itOn the West Side we prove itHoo-ridin` I`m shootin`Hoo-dyin` not confused themWon`t say no names of gang just fuck any Crab thangIs just - Cowards Run In Pack I bust a cap in their brainWith the 9 Glock it don`t stop, the 9Blood Y-G B-Dogs killin` Ricks` take the fleesCrossin` out the C`s[LIL` HAWK & DOGG]It`s 4 o`clock on the dot now it`s to swoopI hopped in the Boupe finna bust a WOOP WOOP!But no sooner as I hit C-K CenturyA car full of Crabs tryin` to get with meSo I pulls my ride, straight to the sideSince I`m strapped - I`m peelin` niggas` capsPunk fools caught the ?? that I stick a Deuce-DeuceCan`t fuck wit` a Mac-10, bitchHandle your business, serve `em properCrabs can`t fuck wit the Crenshaw MafiaI`m the Hawkster, nigga - how did you figure?Red Riding Hood, M and the L is killas niggasThat`s the muthafuckin` C-M-G`s/D-L-BWest Side Y-G`s, and I`m out for a minute to the soldierAnd fuck all Crabs nigga, the shit ain`t overWell it`s me tha nigga Dogg finna take the fuck offWith the Caddy red Coupe with the gold knock offI got the 4-5 Glock, Crab drop on the spotCut-off bhakis with the red ?? socksI finna take you Crab niggas to the old daysWhen me ?? go fast and ?? bayAs I daze your ass with this Damu shitI`m the hardest though, the C-K hardest

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