This is a song about "Killing crips"

Killing like every single beat,

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

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

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a 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

Whether it was prison or a killing,

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Gold letterman last kings killing shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Gang banging with bloods and crips

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

But it seems like a scene outta flick

Killing these niggas off quick