This is a song about "Crip walk"

Hey diaz i wanna go for a walk,

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Last of a dying breed

Wen i walk down ya street

Fuck all slobs kill them with a knife bk all day every day crip life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

When i die show no pity,put my body in crip city

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Dont throw a fit chris, you ain't a crip bitch so don't miss this before it slips

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

No money no talk,no energy no walk

Cow print t-shirt like mothafucking dog

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

Who the fuck invited mr. i don't give a fuck