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Crips - Atlantic Dr. Hoo Ride lyrics
Album: Nationwide Rip Ridaz Nigga this is South Side The muthafuckin' A-Drive Slob-ass niggas better recognize Niggas need to C cool Nigga fuck a die-'Ru Nigga South Side A-Drive arrive Crips rule [SCARFACE] Well it's the Compton motherfuckin' finest Baby Gangsta Scarface lettin' Tec-9 split I empty clips On the Slob niggas caught slippin' I'm set trippin' Steady dippin', A-Drive crippin' Comin' up missin' if you caught up ??? A Tec-9 with 2 clips fill a hollow rounds Puttin' Slobs down Havin' niggas screamin' Jesus But nigga, Jesus Couldn't even sees this So nigga C up Wouldn't wanna be a Loc Cause you Slob nigga straight comin' up short You get smoked like a motherfuckin' leaf, mack Slob fools caught the blues laid on their back [G-BONE] 7 in the row, Slobs Stranded On Death Row You came up short, Murder Was The Case that he wrote These young Loc's straight got the motherfuckin' bang on And now these bitches On the nuts they hang on But Slob bitch Kicks khakis cool Cause the motherfuckin Bone ain't got no love for the 'Rus These fools These Slob bitches too needed to That punk ?? MC Eiht said caps get peeled So nigga feel This slug I'm pumpin' in ya Slob killer straight to hell Loc I'm sendin' ya So nigga remember B-K for life till I die Nigger it's the A-motherfuckin'-Drive The muthafuckin' A-Drive Slob-ass niggas better recognize [G-BONE] Up to no motherfuckin' good it's on Crippin' up out of the cut It's that I know young baby gangsta Compton nut Blue rag hangin' cause I'm bangin' for the two C's And I wasn't on the streets for the truce meet So fuck peace Fuck them punk Slob niggas Fuck them motherfuckin' [backward word] The M-I-G-H-T-Y ??? nigga A-G's Baby G-A-N-G-S-T-A G's Loc'in up Slob niggas gettin' broken up Trey Five Seven automatic Slobs smokin' up Desert Eagle havin' Slob niggas meet their maker Cause once I got it in my hands it's a life taker Peace maker breakin' nigga fuck all my enemies I wouldn't even spit a ?? like killin' me Cause it's the A-G nigga Rip Ride A's up That nigga Bone is a straight loc'd Compton nut The muthafuckin' A-Drive Slob-ass niggas better recognize [G-BONE] Slob niggas better recognize That the Rips don't C givin' a fuck We jumpin' out the backs of trucks With K's up's 2-50 round clips tape tight Hundred shots spread Niggas spreadin' hundred slugs makin' Slobs drop Niggas droppin' bitches, floppin' everybody's screamin' please Slob niggas momas gettin' shot down at their knees Nigga ain't no love, ain't no pity fuck that bullshit Nigga I said fuck peace This the A Drive Crip Baby gangster Bone, Ace and Deuce nigga B.K. I'm pullin' them motherfuckin' triggers Slob Niggas ain't gettin' away Atlantic ass ?? cause nigga this is how we do ??? the Ru's, ??? this It's the blue side Trues I rips a Slob, niggas slip die loc Cause the life that you live Ain't naythin' but a damn joke Yes smoked cause you Slob niggas wasn't payin' attention So you motherfuckin' Slobs keep on slippin' Yeah nigga South Atlantic Drive Compton motherfuckin' Crip in the house Gangsta Bone, Young Face, that nigga Big Bun, nigga don't panic |
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