This is a song about "Westside crip"

Im a mix between a blood and a crip

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

I hate when they bleed cause i'm a crip,

Let it rain let it flood let a crip kill a blood

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

My uncle was a crip he taught me real well

I hate when she bleed too cause i'm a crip,

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

Back to lex luger, you are not a crip tonight,

Nigga i tranquilize a bucketful of crabs damn right

Money, murder, marijen bitch im on that crip tonight