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Everything Gonna C Alright

  west coast  gangsta rap  compton  brian littrell  howie dorough
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[BIG CIXX a.k.a SIX PAC]Everything is gonna C alright so nigga don`t tripNationwide Rip Ridaz is what we claim, CripBuckin` on Slobs day to day cause it`s mandatoryReal Crips know the rest of the story, it`s likeC-raggin`, blue Dickie saggin`I took out another Slob that`s what we braggin`Celebratin` cause the time is rightGo get a case O.E.We big chillin` tonight, nigga Go get the Hennessy, the bud, the `gnacHere go a 50 dollar bill with my nigga and he`ll be right backBig Cixx steady up to no goodAnd when my nigga Young Cixx touch down we burnin` HollywoodProfessional wig splitters on the front lineThe homies locked up crippin` doin` hard timeReal soldiers always on patrolYoung homies lookin` for a Snoop to peel the fool[AWOL]Layin` you niggas down for this East Side set tripDoin` this shit for fun oh well I`m willin` to go to hell for the Crip shitDon`t say it`s all good - this Kelly neighborhood187 on a motherfuckin` Holly HoodSo let me gang bang, let me get my blast onGive me a second, let me tie this blue rag onAnd take a note from ?? I`m a Crip downFuck a Elm, fuck a Holly, fuck a Fruit TownT-Black, Kelly In Peace for the set tripNow at 8 lay the monkey make me empty clipsI get loose when I`m creepin` through slowSlobs still bitin` the dust but steady yellin` it`s onSlobs runnin` and duckin`, Slobs fallin` and yellin`Hey what Slob we gon` blast on next, Cuz? It ain`t no tellin`I ain`t no motherfuckin` natural born killerThat`s just a trade I picked up from these Compton niggasIf you play your cards rightEverything will C alrightEverything will C alright with meEverything`s gonna C alrightIf you play your cards rightAw, If you play your cards rightEverything will C alright with meEverything`s gonna C alright[TWIN LOC]We don`t die, we multiply, simply cause we straight crippin`Dippin` through that evil East Side where I`m killin`Willin` to burn bodies fucked up nuthin` but ashHave your momma at the cemetery orderin` a fuckin casketA block as my Glock split your mutherfuckin` craniumShow `em no mercy for these Slobs so I see aimin` `emChoppers and A-K`s I sprays with the quicknessDoin` a way with the remains with the swiftnessLayin` low in my hood on the late nights rap rightA dead 6-4 lay low with the dead lightJack off my strap check my tracts `fore I blast `emCreased up khakis and a .44 MagnumAG`s 40, 5-3 C killin`8-8, 11-6Straight C willin`For homicidial enemy killin`Smokin` SlobsAnd the Avalon GangstaGot it straight goin` on like that[SCARFACE]Well it`s the Baby Gangster Face from the big bad A.D.S doubles niggas don`t wanna C thisCompton nut who don`t give a fuck about shitAct a motherfuckin` fool for the CARIPSSlobs slip you get dealt with it, real simpleCaught this Glock I pop it dome like a fuckin` pimpleJack me nimble wasn`t quick enough so he gotPopped with the Glock Slob dropped on the block[G-BONE]You were slippin` so that ass got mashed onMy nigga young Face straight got his blast onSo you niggas know it`s on with them B.G.`sThem A-G Crip crazy-ass L-O-C`sNigga please you don`t wanna see these nutsLoc up, let`s straight tear this muthafucka upYou need to kick kacks C cool and ?? tonightThese Slob niggas everything will C alrightChorus...[BRONCOE]I`m chasin` paper on the daily with this rap shit CuzAnd lockin homie I`m the same as I always wasThe shit is hectic I expected nuthin like this shitHey yo the picture I had in my head was coolBut this shit is quite different listenMany many moons have passed niggas got blastedI stay heated in the cut cause shit is drasticStruggle through life get high and deal with the stressI guess wishin` it was different is like wishin` the way deathJust make the day a good dayMake sure today is alrightLet me worry `bout tomorrow loc if I live through the nightAnd even though I keep the strap and ??? at nightI say my prayers doin` favours ready to take flightI`m in the game it`s all the same ain`t nuthin` changed I`m a riderOh Lord would you bless me and keep me safe from the East SideBless all my young Locs, my folks and the Crip CardAll my dead homies and real niggas with heartI`ma stay a true, blue down for sure till I`m throughC real and chill and kill the enemy and bang with my crewAnd if I play my card right A-1 tightEverything is everything Loc and it`s way alright[BIG FREEZE]Oh Lord I know you see me out here the wrong, the streets stressin`Feelin` all alone steady holdin` on to this Smiff & WessonVision blurry cause I`m highStompin` on ??? in the fast lane headin` for the East SideRip Ridin` to the fullestIt`s me and my Locs against the world and we can do thisWhether it`s C killin`, robbin` or stealin`Or mobbin` up a Crip hater for fuckin` off how we`re killin`Everything is still C alrightNiggas just stay tightWe can makin` many more nightsShoot that kite to the pen with the package or some`A nigga got a little bill fools stop frontin`See it don`t take much to show a nigga some Crip loveDuece`s and Three`s, Ten`s to Fives to DubbsAnd every night and dayEven that struggle is needI took the 40 to the curb for Capone and ??Tiny Half much love - as I blowAnd remiscin` how I kill a few Slobs maybe IGot a death wish, up a slug after slugNight after nightGot the `3rd sought up tight so everything`ll C alrightFranklin Square Crip till they carry meTwo Crips on East Side, three Crips on that side and they bury meChorus...

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