This is a song about "Bloods crips"

Hes got on some crips kicks

When you spill out hits

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

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

I only got four minutes

Hit and miss these fake crips

Ur tracks mashed and done for and bloods spilled."

She'll tae kwon do anythin' that we mentioned

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

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

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

I rep yung bloods/ yeah dey get it right/ bez close yah eyes/ cuz my fame is bright/

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