歌手:Bloods & Crips
专辑:《Bangin on Wax》

作词 : AWOL, Blue Rag ...
(GENUINE DRAFT a.k.a DOMINO)
Genuine Draft with the Gat
Can you see the Slob slippin' as I aim for the heart by connect with the level
That I'ma bust to this ***** now he's slippin'
Two to the head now if he? toiled? like a Simpson
Now them Snoops from them switch block
? with the Slobs on the mutha****in' Crip track
I don't know but he feels me when laughter
So peep this Crip **** for this ***** line Slob-ass *****
(LIL' STRETCH)
**** all these Crab ******
Guess what, guess who, Crab killa's back
The AK-47 mix with the maniac
A ***** with a problem
A ***** ain't back tight
So I'll be rollin' on these Crab ****** everynight
Crip, Crip, Crip, buck buck, time to go off
Crabs got throw off ****** to get hauled off
Crab got lived it out, mixed out or ship it out
Tec-9 bullets for the hoes is still spittin' out
(AWOL)
Well if I'm not killin' a Snoop
I'm runnin' from the police
I'm at the spot just hangin' with the homies
Ain't no? where the Kelly is down for
When I'm hangin' on 3-8 double O
A homicide when a ***** ride
Ain't naythin' good about **** with dip out
I kill a punk for the color is wearing
And kill his ***** cause keep on staring
(RED RAG)
I throw low blows in elbows on low-lows? tight ****
That ***** Red Rag wreck it straight
C-sick flavor like the rest of my peer
I'm a magician and you punk Crab *****es are my trick
You Sissy mutha****as stay heat out your?
You wild up like the Ten Deuce Rice Cryspis
Kelly Park stay in Compton
Cause see you was a clip water
Slay stay down lookin'?
(BLUE RAG)
**** it, it's time to catch your hands up
Put the barrel of my Gauge in a Slob mouth with one shot
Blowin' them brains out and watch this shatter
Is splatter on the concrete
Another Slob
Added to my murder beat, I'm Blue Rag
A Crip for life fool
Bangin' On Wax with a Charles Manson attitude
(LIL' STRETCH)
In 1975
A ***** was raised on the streets of Watts to survive
Where I live it was nuthin' but a living hell
So at the age of nine I rebel
I was growin' up my mom was solo
But Crabs? of piece?
Out of ****** don't give a ****
Rollin' with the street gang knockin' out Crabs
Cause it's an everyday mutha****in' thang
(SIN LOC)
Sin Loc - quick to put one in your forehead
Shootin' every mutha****a that I catch wearing red
It's only must ain't stoppin' this
I gotta do it on wax
So I can put the caps in it
And if you wanna knock the mind frame?
Sin Loc'll have put a slug in your forehead
And for the hood I'ma still keep stompin'
East Sider C Cuz, this is Compton
(REDRUM 781)
Four Crabs down and you know as soon to go
****** gotta dump so I shoot 'em at the funeral
I don't give a damn about another *****'s life
I roll by and squeeze on a ****in' trigga type
People started to fall up a *****'s calling for the One-Time
Aimin' from his momma he better walk the chalk line
And I'm servin' Crips to rest like a hoe cell
Flue-ass fools are goin' down to a red hell