This is a song about "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

Hes got on some crips kicks

You can hear it in my lyrics

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

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

I used to have a nine to five

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Hit and miss these fake crips

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

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

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Gang banging with bloods and crips