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2008-11-27

C-K Ride

[LIL' STRETCH] What's that? A little funky shit Ah, yeah Oh yeah, check it out Ah yeah [LIL' STRETCH] I'm comin' straight from the Five nigga A young nigga is ?live? I'm high Till this present meaning I'm f**ked that I showed up Strapped with the 44, niggas know I got mine Stretch with a Gauge, Polly-B with the Tec-9 Not to long ago Crabs try to test us Talkin' that dumb shit tryin' to get the best of us But when I ain't havin' it Not takin' that bullshit Cause you'll get a 44 bullet on your shiznit It's not first time, won't be the last time Niggas all on mine cause I'm from the Five-Line I'm gonna roll cause nigga it's my time Peace to the homies from the Four and the Duece-Nine So motherf**kers give me my props And if you don't My .9 is gon' pop-pop Leavin' s*ckers flat back on their a*s, G It's in hells where I'm livin' if you ask me I give a f**k my nigga about dissin' them Cause already I'm a product of the system [BLOODY MARY] Bickin' it back being bool Yeah, that's what my homie said Rollin' down by the boulevard finna bust a C-K That's a U-turn now we on Bradfield Hope you ain't a Crab That wants to get his cap peeled Bloody Mary as you know Is a Blood lover Cause Crip gangs too busy killin' up each other Throwin' up the B, C-K About to bail Water snakes givin' up this Crabby-a*s smell Really - silly - busta, no jokin' Play with Piru and get your f**kin' jaw broken Pump your brakes fool, true flue I ain't havin' it Look at the true 'Ru sportin' a Bulls jacket Bloody Mary is on the mic and I'm flamed up Redrum murder you before you came up When you bee me in red Tell me: "what's up Blood?" Don't even trip or slip dumb Crip For 'Rus I got love [BLOODY MARY & LIL' STRETCH] " Hey, hey Stretch, Blood... C'mon, c'mon to ?Marvins? to put in some work on these Crabs over here in Piru Hey, f**k them niggas, what about the Kelly Mark-a*s niggas? Oh yeah, right We get their punk-a*s too Yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll I'm servin' the motherf**kers " [C-K] Check this out, Kiki Loco Bangin' ain't joke so let me laugh You sounded like a bitch with your non rappin' a*s I saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood And f**k that Filthy Bag who claimin' Lynwood Yeah, Greedy-G You sounded like a ?? geek Your sorry mumble mouth motherf**ker off-beat Let me say I wreck shop like cops and wreckin' niggas up I'm rubbin' your girl, the pus*y is good but she's a fat slut Yep, it's all been Harlem, like you said Yeah, the Brims and the Twenties leave a nigga dead Wearin them - bhakis red low and burgundy Chucks And if I catch you slippin' in my hood wearin' flue you gettin' f**ked up By your true 'Ru nigga named C-K Rick' get back, Rick' get ruled every single week day And I can't stand Rickets 'cause they're scary They could take a hairy d**k and lick Bloody Mary [RED RAG] The Penalty for killin I'll pay the cost I'ma ride C-K till the wheels fall off You 'Hard Time Bustas' what the f**kin' you work? Niggas call you 'Nappy Heads' while I zip on my sweatshirt I got .9 holes to lay 'Tramps' on my sacks I play the 'Cheese Toast', 'Bubble Gum' in my backpack Ain't no way out when your casket is closed You're gettin' rolled on by a Crenshaw Mafioso I hate to being bothered cause you ?snitchin' for deep? Ripping 'Snot Guns' in half cause I got big beef Keep ridin' and duckin' and hidin' from the Four Down to, down to, down to catch hoe When I catch you slippin' here's your reminder Red Rag is a C-K Rider [BLOODY MARY & LIL' STRETCH] " Damn, damn, them fools got served And we served them motherf**kers (Blood Gang - Blood Gang) f**k that motherf**kin' ?? a.k.a. f**k ??? f**k the Crabs, I know I got beef to a tramp hood motherf**kers WEST/SIDE INGLEWOOD AVENUE PIRU GANG, hood AVENUE PIRU EAST/SIDE-motherf**kin'-BOUNTY HUNTERS (f**k Crabs) WEIRDOS GANGSTA BLOOD AVENUE motherf**kin' ?? Mad Loko, Big Wack motherf**ker (right) My motherf**kin' nigga Jugghead (right) My motherf**kin' homeboy Big Dee from EAST/SIDE ?? motherf**kin' ELM (All the time) Rowdy motherf**kin' Lok Yeah, we in this motherf**kin' G-Ride (Blood Gang) Spook Dogg, my nigga Nutt (Blood Gang) All you gangsta-a*s niggas My homeboy Rampage My homeboy Lil' motherf**kin' Pac Lil' motherf**kin' Bolo, big brother Stretch Dogg, what up fool!? You niggas is real mothef**kin' gangstas And we ain't f**kIN with these Crab niggas in the Nine-Tramp Yeah, we buckin' their a*s out Yeah I gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherf**kin' BOMPTON PIRU niggas My homeboy mothef**kin' Tom Bomb... "

Bangin on Wax

1993-03-02

Bangin on Wax
  1. Gangsta Talk
  2. Bangin' On Wax
  3. Shuda Beena B-Dog
  4. C-Sick
  5. Rip A Crab In Half
  6. Piru Love
  7. No Way Out
  8. I Killed Ya Dead Homies
  9. C-K Ride
  10. Crippin Ain't Easy
  11. Crazy Lil' Nigga
  12. Another Slob Bites The Dust
  13. Crip, Crip, Crip
  14. Putting In Work
  15. Steady Dippin
  16. Mackin' To Slob Bitches
  17. K's Up
  18. Bro Dahwood-Transmigrator Of The Soul