CRIP STORY
• Written by Jay24
Been throwing up C'Z since i was a youngster
A lot of shit happened when i was younger
Back in california i've seen dead bodies end up in the dumpster
every day these streets were getting tougher
every day these corners were getting rougher
people getting shot because they're rockin' the wrong color,i don't stutter
let it rain let it flood let a Crip kill a blood
let it rain let it drop,hit a slob in his lip then watch his favorite color drip
let it rain let it thunder put a slob 6 feet under
when i die show no pity,put my body in crip city
6 popping 5 dropping
can't stop won't stop, throwin' BK every day till my blue Casket drops
throw them C'Z up, throw them B'Z down
fuck all slobs kill them with a knife BK all day every day Crip life
Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side
Got 2 vest and 2 techs with extra clips on me
i know my mind be playing tricks on me
Been riding with my homies since day one
i don't drive by, I walk up to random people with a gun
sure i may be crazy but what love to do is have fun
doesn't matter if you run,the last thing you'll see is the sun
This ain't a diss this is some real shit, i'll represent my color until i die G shit
i'd rather die like a solider than live like a coward
by the time i'm gone they will be rain more water than a shower
because that's how dope i'm really am
i ended someones life with these two hands
no guns,i'm no pussy,i fought like a man,letting these people what color i bang
i'm about that life, i've been jumped and stabbed by a knife
it was time to return the favor, by catching his ass with a surprise