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Bloods Crips

I'll be wearing red kicks, with blue tube socks Bloods and Crips, Should all sit down, And talk their problems out (There's pizza!) Crips and Bloods get along (Crips and Bloods

Fuck Crabs fuck Crabs fuck Crabs! Shots out to the Bloods and Pirus, what's up Blood? Ninety Four - we out [SIX PAC] Crip or cry, Crip or cry, Crip, Crip, Crip

ain't no muthafuckin' ho Hot feeling full of lead and leave your body on the floor It's BK Crippin' all the time when I ride Nationwide East Side Franklin Crippin

one in his nostrils For disrespecting I'm knowin' for checkin' a Ricket Tryin' to come to - low key and bickin' With this motherfuckin' dog hollerin' "What's up Blood

Drive Crip gang member I'm a straight motherfuckin' Brim murderer None that peace makin' nigga, a bullet stone cold killa A nigga called Bone that's a motherfuckin' hog A loc'd out Crip

In Peace Lil' Kash We love you homie Never forget you dog Blue Dough Rest In Peace [SCARFACE] What's up Cuzz, this is B.G. Scarface from Atlantic Drive Compton Crip

' at the news ANOTHER SLOB IN A BODY BAG Crippin' like I crept in the cut By caught - slippin' Now he six feet deep And a nigga with him Fool it's Crip

FO' CLIPS] Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin' - in the city) But it's fun, yeah (It's fun - It's fun) Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin

a Slob This muthafuckin' weekend (say why!) Cause I'm a Crip A Crip for life, G Pleadin' guilty To charges of insanity I'm goin' crazy every minute of the hour Crip