Текст песни Crips - What We Celieve In
Crips - What We Celieve In слова песни
[TWIN LOC]Avalon Gangsta Crip that`s where I ripAnd keep my muthafuckin` extra clip (yeah)To my glock as I pop on a muthafuckin` snoopSwig to shoot, muthafucka I don`t give a hootLike Woody, and you`re I`m up to no goodieSo I blast your ass cause I`m one tuff cookieComin thru givin` up that evil ass East SideWhere the gangstas ride, it`s a homicideAnd I stay down for my crown on the daily (that`s right)Blastin` on these busta ass snoops, they can`t fade meIt`s an evil thang gotta let my nutsGangbang slang caine it`s an "A" thang[CHORUS]Ready or not, here we go, servin` slobs offWe ???[BRONCOE]?Come from? the hood when you see me with this p-funk blastAnd tell `em Fudge Town Crip dippin` corner and mashAnd this is tha East side 10-5 mafiosoSuper ?Dee? that trippin` Rip Ridin` with the locThis the dub and Watts upBecause where thuggin` don`t matter whooo whooooo!!!And we movin on you slob better scatterCaught up in the rap, Crip, Crip, killin`up shit major dangerOne in the chamber Cuzz they can`t fuck with it off-brand other sideTrick stop frontin` you dis Crip and it`s on bitch and you we gon` moveSome bumpin` "steady dippin`" it`s only right that I flossBrown raggin` khaki saggin`, itchin`to take offCheck me out, tssss tssss, oh shit, that`s how it goes downI know I got him, I shot him, your homie is dead, how ya like me nowI`m takin` off that`s on Watts you don`t hear meI got a Tec with teflon and a cold hearted ?crime?CHORUS...[BIG FREEZE]Ready or not I`ma bust shot after shot on the block sixteen shotEastside Watts, and I got Crips to the front to the back of meThe W.F.C.G. is the game you don`t wanna seeSo watch out for a nigga like Freeze in the cutGot the gauge on your ass and ?jet? until I buckShots to Watts niggaz that`s known for seein` you quick to take offWe will blast on his ?people? make you jump like Kriss KrossIt`s real, Franklin Crip it`s much sicker than MansonI gave you a chance for life but you chose dancingWith a nigga like Freeze so I rolls on that assIt`s ??? on that ass cause I`m tossin that assIt`s like uhm...I`m constantly takin` off and OoooHHow I love it when my Mossberg barrel cause many plenty snoopsWith my Franklin Crip peers on the Eastside of WattsAnd we been here for years got the turf sewed upSo if you thinkin` about creepin` nigga, think againI got the streetsweaper sweapin`And I`ll be peepin a whole lot of you snoops with there so called cloudBut now you wild cause the bitches pullin ho-cards outYou feel froggie come outta here see my gat jumpAnd I`mma split yo ass in half with my pumpSee the fog came strong trough the chronic I sparkAnd apparently you bustas hold a whole lot heartIt`s just me and my gun, but my locs are right behind meWatts is the spot and on the Duece is where you find meAnd you see creepin` in the streets like I ?strugglin`?Every loc everywhere and every dog has his dayAre you ready YEAH are you ready NO?They pause? for the cause, make him shit in his drawersCHORUS...[BIG FREEZE]Franklin Square CripsTen-DueceBK Ridin`Fuck every Slob nigga in the ?? niggaAnd it`s like that niggaFrom Watts to Compton nigga to South Central, nigga to the AvalonFranklin Fushed Town and Front StreetAtlantic Drive, Kelly Park, we still serve heats niggaAnd we got beef will we dieCrips don`t die, we multiply, nigga don`t ask whyFuck you niggaz and your mommas and dead homies and everything niggaAnd that`s real