This is a song about "Crips bloods"

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

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

Got thugs after me like the bloods,

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Bloods rushin and gushin from between your eyes

The concept is so absurd

And their bloods trying make it work.

When you spill out hits

Gang banging with bloods and crips

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

It's odd that they say that the crack kill blacks