This is a song about "Bloods and crips"

Passion in rapping a blessing to even see this

Life should be like this, no bloods or crips, just a good night kiss,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I call it speaking tongues

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

This young bloods got it in him/ the rhythm came through to this generation

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

And like a bloods point of view, i'l have you seeing all red!

That's not my hustle if i did i probably, would've made empty them clips from the crips

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips