Another Slob Bites the Dust - Bloods & Crips

From dawn 'til dusk another slob bites the dust

When Blue Rag straight start to bust

??

in the streets from a ??

troop

Let’s put away our guns and straight throw up a duel

Fuck that rappin', let’s scuffle to see who’ll buckle

I’ll bet you I’ll win ‘cause I’m ??

knuckles

And knock you out, flat on your back

Then grab the strap, pull the trigger and peel your cap

‘Cause I woke up early this morning

Load up my mag before I gotta ??

yearning

Set off to kill me a Piru

‘Cause I’m the other shit and I love ??

red and blue

When vicious thoughts in my mind of killin' a snoop

And I’ma keep on crippin' cause' it’s a must with no fuzz

Another slob bites the dust

Creepin' on a mission in the motherfuckin' dark

It’s the nigga Crip Inch from Compton Kelly Park

Eyes low off the indo, strapped with the .44

Just watch how the gun smoke

I get loose off the Crip juice

Kill another six-deuce, just fadin' the ‘iru

Three times for the C-R-I-P

Now you know why we stopped the peace treaty

Bark in my heart, so nigga don' trip

A Crip face will go from cliff to cliff

Mo' love for my six dead homies

So a nigga just goin' off forty

Crooked eye to the brain got me insane

So a nigga just runnin' with the K-gang

Down for Crip, and down to bust

It’s a must, a slob gotta bite the dust

Cloody Mary, I don’t know how you would have recovered

Too bad you couldn’t ??

get you to the album cover

By the way have a gunshot wound to your head

You knew not to step in my cell ring dead

Did you think you could outrun the bullet in my gun?

Damn, slob bitch you’s is straight dumb

I guess it’s ‘cause the set that they from

Niggas in red claimin' gangstas, the cities, yes

I go here on scene, they say to all the real niggas: «Throw up your signs»

And all the Crip motherfuckers kick the «Kill a slob"-rhyme

Crip in ??

if you down with your set

To put a muthafuckin' snoop bitch down with a knick knack paddy wack

Give a slob a slug

Point blank range into his muthafuckin' mug…

Yeah nigga, BK is back

I’m ‘bout to jack me some slobs on muthafuckin' wax

Cuz, I can’t stand a nigga wearin' red

Catch his ass slippin', shoot him dead in his fuckin' head

‘Cause I was bred to be a lunatic

Straight from the streets so you know I ain’t takin' shit

So it’s time for me to check

Them slob ass niggas who dissed my set

Fuck Avenue Piru

And your slob ass momma who had you fool

And it’s comin' from a G not a mark

How in the fuck you gone diss Kelly Park?

Blue coat, blue pants, blue beanie, and blue shoes

Got me livin', givin' niggas the blues

You motherfuckin' right I’m a ricket

I must kill a slob then I must go and kick it

Drop the bomb and get on and take my black ass home

‘Cause when they see the Crip face slobs turn to stone

No time to ball or run you better duck

You’re shit outta luck and stuck while I’m jackin' for bucks

Inch grab the AK, and it’s aim

Nuts, guts, head and brains

So when I see a shadow duck from the window

I kill a slob, then you hear the wind blow

Six-four droppin', fat ass foppin'

Givin' up the K every hood that I stop in

Eight to the face, fuck it, it’s on

It all went down on Elm and Slough

Yellin' out K-gang down to gang bang

Killin' lots and watch all the brains hang

Baby gangsta down for the Crip shit

See a slob and let my clip spit

Dead flag make a nigga wanna cuss

So trust, a slob gotta bite the dust

Kelly Park, Atlantic Drive

Neighborhood and Southside!

Kelly Park, Atlantic Drive

Neighborhood and Southside!

Kelly Park, Atlantic Drive

Neighborhood and Southside!

It’s all the way live in Compton muthafucka (yeah)

Steppin' on you slobs' feet (that's right)

Crunchin' them motherfuckers up (hahaha)

(For the east side!)