This is a song about "Blood and crip gang"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I never had a family, except my gang and me

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

You ain't a crip like snoop you ain't a blood like game

And as the blood ran he felt elated

That white whip sit like a slight wrist slit

"money and blood don't mix

When you spill out hits

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

Wit my kin that i came in wit

And mine somewhere bout mars

Blood stainin black and white tops