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crip crazy - nationwide rip ridaz lyrics

verse 1: mac*11:

cross your heart and hope to god that i don’t catch you slippin’
big son of a gun, mac double 1 for life, i’m set trippin’
i can’t forgive or forget, cuz, i meant that
they ain’t forgot when i blast and i ain’t forgot when they blast bacc
stayin’ in shape, call or get treated, that color purple i kicc it
draws in ya ass, you be the next steve urkel
’cause i’m punchin’ ’em, kiccin’ ’em up and dumpin’ ’em
the steel toes i’m pumpin’ him while he’s takin’ his last breath, i start dumpin’
’cause it’s on at first sight, b*tch, i’m in a n*gga’s house
and (?) up in they mouths and just fuccin’ up their leather couches
blow his brains up over thе wall, don’t cover the nina ross
leak thе sh*t to bring his falls, i’m mac*11 i’m fuccin’ ’em off
yo’ style is cloudy, you can’t see me
i’m peepin’ through the fog, smokin’ you and your roaddog
n*gga, put the o between 11 and what you got, huh
franklin square crip gang, 101 street, watts

chorus:

eastside crips is the craziest
southside crips is the craziest
westside crips is the craziest
northside crips is the craziest
eastside crips is the craziest
westside crips is the craziest
southside crips is the craziest
northside crips is the craziest
verse 2: og duv mac:

livin’ the life as a madman, batman with the cracc spot
police and the feds office, the only ones got the snapshot
america’s most wanted, droppin’ birds like mourning duke
it’s 187 on a cop for tryna snoop
in my business, what is this? relentless, decision
to enter up the foe and how i makes my dough
in this land of the free i’m on the curb servin’ gat
shakin’ the hands of two pass and fat nickelbaccers
or the bomb bird, but guess what i heard
the homies from the hood kiccin’ mac to the curb
oh d*mn, n*gga, why’d you have to go and fucc up?
you know it’s on when duv mac’s about to loc up
surprise, n*gga! now yo’ ass is mine
huh, don’t even try to run
take glocc 9 to his spine
left a hole in his chest, no disrespect from the set clicc
bet a few rulers, so the homies sticc a set trip
lay low for a while, then rode in on the high top
pushin’ birds for life, sowin’ up the eastside
all night gettin’ hot, on the cuz in 61
’cause rocc, got the triple beam, blazin’ up the funk
we on a hunt to get some p*ssy then we hit the motel
it’s the life, of a eastside rida, raisin’ h*ll!
chorus:

verse 3: g*bone:

southside crip is what i bang, ain’t no mothafuccin’ thang
for a n*gga tryna maintain
sent in this ghetto district game
the characteristics of a mothafuccin’ thug, pumpin’ slugs
plus it ain’t no mothafuccin’ love, huh
where the fucc you from, n*gga? southside compton crip, cuz
representin’ the mothafuccin’ fame
’cause it ain’t no mothafuccin’ thang, for a n*gga to g*ngb*ng

verse 4: twin loc:

now i pumps the a like an intertude
even though my interludes, quicc to flip the script and test your kinda lose
i refuse to cruise, i puts it to the flo’
bettin’ the hood up in the air, let these mothafuccas know
i keep it crippin’, dippin’, off like nationwide
then i gots to give it up, ’cause i gots no pride
and if you test me, you quicc to get yo’ wig split bacc
’cause it’s eastside avalon, puttin’ snoops on they bacc
like that
chorus:

outro: big freeze:

yo, we got crips all over the mothafuccin’ world, that’s crazy than a mothafucca, we got the watts*ass n*ggas, you know i’m sayin’, we got the compton*ass n*ggas, the long beach, them south central*ass n*ggas, you know i’m sayin’, the washington, d.c.*ass n*ggas, them new york*ass mothafuccas, you know i’m sayin’, finna def, the atlanta, you know i’m sayin’, new york, you know i’m sayin’, ok*oklahoma, they all over the mothafuccin’ world, j*pan, you know i’m sayin’, we bangin’ all over the mothafuccin’ world, brazil, we got ’em all over, you know i’m sayin’, them little rocc, you know i’m sayin’, everywhere, you know i’m sayin’, vegas, you know i’m talkin’ ’bout, daygo, you know i’m sayin’, upnorth*ass n*ggas, you know i’m sayin’, everywhere, they got them in the pen, these n*ggas is hard, we don’t give a fucc, you know i’m sayin’, we k!llin’, we doin’ everythang, we crips, we crazy than a mothafucca, you know i’m sayin’?!

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