Crips - C-K Ride lyrics

[LIL' STRETCH] What's that? A little funky sh** Ah, yeah Oh yeah, check it out Ah yeah [LIL' STRETCH] I'm comin' straight from the Five n***a A young n***a is ?live? I'm high Till this present meaning I'm f**ed that I showed up Strapped with the 44, n***as know I got mine Stretch with a Gauge, Polly-B with the Tec-9 Not to long ago Crabs try to test us Talkin' that dumb sh** tryin' to get the best of us But when I ain't havin' it Not takin' that bullsh** Cause you'll get a 44 bullet on your shiznit It's not first time, won't be the last time n***as all on mine cause I'm from the Five-Line I'm gonna roll cause n***a it's my time Peace to the homies from the Four and the Duece-Nine So motherf**ers give me my props And if you don't My .9 is gon' pop-pop Leavin' s**ers flat back on their a**, G It's in hells where I'm livin' if you ask me I give a f** my n***a about dissin' them Cause already I'm a product of the system [BLOODY MARY] Bickin' it back being bool Yeah, that's what my homie said Rollin' down by the boulevard finna bust a C-K That's a U-turn now we on Bradfield Hope you ain't a Crab That wants to get his cap peeled Bloody Mary as you know Is a Blood lover Cause Crip gangs too busy k**in' up each other Throwin' up the B, C-K About to bail Water snakes givin' up this Crabby-a** smell Really - silly - busta, no jokin' Play with Piru and get your f**in' jaw broken Pump your brakes fool, true flue I ain't havin' it Look at the true 'Ru sportin' a Bulls jacket Bloody Mary is on the mic and I'm flamed up Redrum murder you before you came up When you bee me in red Tell me: "what's up Blood?" Don't even trip or slip dumb Crip For 'Rus I got love [BLOODY MARY & LIL' STRETCH] " Hey, hey Stretch, Blood... C'mon, c'mon to ?Marvins? to put in some work on these Crabs over here in Piru Hey, f** them n***as, what about the Kelly Park-a** n***as? Oh yeah, right We get their punk-a** too Yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll I'm servin' the motherf**ers " [C-K] Check this out, Kiki Loco Bangin' ain't joke so let me laugh You sounded like a b**h with your non rappin' a** I saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood And f** that Filthy Bag who claimin' Lynwood Yeah, Greedy-G You sounded like a ?? geek Your sorry mumble mouth motherf**er off-beat Let me say I wreck shop like cops and wreckin' n***as up I'm rubbin' your girl, the p**y is good but she's a fat s*ut Yep, it's all been Harlem, like you said Yeah, the Brims and the Twenties leave a n***a dead Wearin them - bhakis red low and burgundy Chucks And if I catch you slippin' in my hood wearin' flue you gettin' f**ed up By your true 'Ru n***a named C-K Rick' get back, Rick' get ruled every single week day And I can't stand Rickets cause they're scary They could take a hairy dick and lick Bloody Mary [RED RAG] The Penalty for k**in I'll pay the cost I'mma ride C-K till the wheels fall off You 'Hard Time Bustas' what the f**in' you work? n***as call you 'Nappy Heads' while I zip on my sweatshirt I got .9 holes to lay 'Tramps' on my sacks I play the 'Cheese Toast', 'Bubble Gum' in my backpack Ain't no way out when your casket is closed You're gettin' rolled on by a Crenshaw Mafioso I hate to being bothered cause you ?snitchin' for deep? Ripping 'Snot Guns' in half cause I got big beef Keep ridin' and duckin' and hidin' from the Four Down to, down to, down to catch ho When I catch you slippin' here's your reminder Red Rag is a C-K Rider [BLOODY MARY & LIL' STRETCH] " Damn, damn, them fools got served And we served them motherf**ers (Blood Gang - Blood Gang) f** that motherf**in' ?? a.k.a. f** ??? f** the Crabs, I know I got beef to a tramp hood motherf**ers WEST/SIDE INGLEWOOD AVENUE PIRU GANG, hood AVENUE PIRU EAST/SIDE-motherf**in'-BOUNTY HUNTERS (f** Crabs) WEIRDOS GANGSTA BLOOD ATHENS motherf**in' PARK Mad Loko, Big Wack motherf**er (right) My motherf**in' n***a Jugghead (right) My motherf**in' homeboy Big Dee from EAST/SIDE ?? motherf**in' ELM (All the time) Rowdy motherf**in' Lok Yeah, we in this motherf**in' G-Ride (Blood Gang) Spook Dogg, my n***a Nutt (Blood Gang) All you gangsta-a** n***as My homeboy Rampage My homeboy Lil' motherf**in' Pac Lil' motherf**in' Bolo, big brother Stretch Dogg, what up fool!? You n***as is real mothef**in' gangstas And we ain't fu*kIN with these Crab n***as in the Nine-Tramp Yeah, we buckin' their a** out Yeah I gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherf**in' BOMPTON PIRU n***as My homeboy mothef**in' Tom Bomb... "