This is a song about "Crips"

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

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

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

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

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Hit and miss these fake crips

Hes got on some crips kicks

The youngest of my mother kids

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht 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

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

Silicone bitches got the confidence

Gang banging with bloods and crips