This is a song about "Crips"

Gang banging with bloods and crips

The jiggas and the tips

Shout out bobby on hundreds

Hes got on some crips kicks

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

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

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

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

Cdg shit match my kicks

Hit and miss these fake crips

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

You make a nigga sing songs nice