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Hey, what's up Scarface, troll, K-Tone, cuz, what's happenin'?
(What's up, cuz? What's happenin', Big Bun?) Hey, cuz
What's up cuz? (Hey, Bun)
(Hey, Bun, you let me get some zig-zag)
****, you know I don't smoke that shit, cuz (I got some zags, cuz)
(Hey, cuz, blaze it up in K-Tone) (hey, I'm just kickin' it, cuz)
Hey, hey, Bun, what's up with the last bangin' on Wax Tape, cuz?
**** been tellin' me, man, the Rip Ridaz was weaker than a motherfucker
What you-, what you mean, ****? (Rip Ridaz was wack as fuck)
****, ****, if y'all got some' that's cool on this
****, the part two comin' up on, ****
Y'all comin' down to studio motherfucker and put some shit down
****, you got some' old tape I can hear right now, ****?
Yeah, ****, we got some shit, ****, you know I'm sayin'? Me, Awol and Freeze
****, ****, put that shit in cuz, let me hear
Oh, East Side Rip Ridaz
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day ('cause it's still east side 'til I die)
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day ('cause it's still east side 'til I die)
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
Now recognize the Kelly BG, throwin' up two C's
Hit the Crens with the strap, blued down and B-D's
Die 'Rus can't escape once the gat starts barkin'
'Cause them bright dead shirts make damn good targets
Takin' no fuckin' prisoner, so when I shoot, I'm hitting ya
Slobs lie dead once the .4-4 gets to spittin' up
And fillin' up Snoop M-U-T's
Breakin' new lives down to their goddamn knees
Don't like it? This suit me, bro'? 'Cause I makes up my duty, ho
To diss you, bitch, Slobs to your face out the studio
'Cause half you **** talking shit is weak
Gangbangin' on the mic but you's a bitch on the streets
Preppy dressin', lyin' about the **** you smoked
And wouldn't claim yourself from shit if you was ever approached
I ain't pointin' no fingers, 'cause you know who you are
Janky Slob motherfuckers talkin' loud like you hard
Fuck all y'all ****, I'm a B-Dog Killa
Shouts out to the Atlantics and them N-Hood ****
Troll Loc's with the evil-ass East Side Ridas
K's up, Slobs down, 'cause the Crips is much more wider
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day ('cause it's still east side 'til I die)
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
I'm buckin' on Slob, **** slippin'
Set trippin' is my favorite pastime, Loc, 'cause I'm Crippin'
See a Slob and release a pop, pop
Add a beef to my Glock pistola as I roll up the block
Fool, I gives a fuck about where you from
If I catch you on the creep, I'ma leave your whole body numb
Just a little present called aftermath
Me and my TEC-9 dumpin' and a Slob left in a bloodbath
It's the BK in me that makes me ride
On another homicide as I'm claimin' Nationwide
East Side Watts Franklin Crip Gang
Swervin' on you Slob ****, showin' ya how we gangbang
So I'ma smile now 'cause I ain't never shed a tear for a victim
Freeze TEC-9 Teflons and I'ma spit 'em
So let me get the BK Ridas on the frontline
It's Slob killin', ****, yeah, Crips, it's set trippin' time
Dome crackin', rap packin', fool, it's on
It's BK all day, and you was caught in the zone
I suggest you get your tombstone ready, you know why
This Watts Franklin Crip, BK 'til I die
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day ('cause it's still east side 'til I die)
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
Shot a Slob in the face three times with the 1-0
**** be talkin' that shit while gettin' checked like a stank hoe
I'm not to ce fucked with, played with, or stepped to
Or tricked by a Crip 'cause I'm into killin' Crips too
Enemy killa 187 you want beef
Kelly ain't down with no motherfuckin' peace treaty
Slobs get dealt with, Slobs get chopped up
And if he willin' to chuck 'em, watch a Slob get mopped up
But all at the same time, cuz, let me tell ya
Got my dick sucked at a park called Nellas
A **** who know me know I hate Jokewood
A **** who know me well know this Kelly Park Neighborhood
**** sayin' Ricket, that **** would get his ass served
The **** sayin' Ricket again, a **** just pronounced his last word
I'ma that kinda BG that makes you Slobs wonder
How a 50 round clip could take so many under
'Cause I don't give a fuck
I never gave a fuck and I still don't give a fuck
So you Slob fools is shit outta luck and stuck
It's all good, but they say it ain't wise
I'm a motherfuckin' Crip from the Compton East Side
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day ('cause it's still east side 'til I die)
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day ('cause it's still east side 'til I die)
(East Side Rip Ridaz), it's a BK all day
Yo, this Big Bun from the mad-ass ADCC
I want to give shots out to all my O.G.'s from Atlantic and Ward Lane
Maniac and Jaccie Jacc
And to the rest of you **** I don't know, fuck you!
Yeah, this BG Troll from East Side Kelly Park Compton Crip Gang
I wanna give a shot outs to all my homies (fuck Slobs, cuz!)
Bolo, Lil' Kool (Franklin!), Uh, Nesty and uh
My West Side homie T-Dog from West Side Farms
K's up
Written by: Bloods & Crips