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[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 fucked 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 motherfuckers give me my props And if you don't My .9 is gon' pop-pop Leavin' suckers flat back on their ass, G It's in hells where I'm livin' if you ask me Letras de cancionesI give a fuck 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-ass smell Really - silly - busta, no jokin' Play with Piru and get your fuckin' 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, fuck them niggas, what about the Kelly Mark-ass niggas? Oh yeah, right We get their punk-ass too Yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll I'm servin' the motherfuckers " [C-K] Check this out, Kiki Loco Bangin' ain't joke so let me laugh You sounded like a bitch with your non rappin' ass I saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood And fuck that Filthy Bag who claimin' Lynwood Yeah, Greedy-G You sounded like a ?? geek Your sorry mumble mouth motherfucker off-beat Let me say I wreck shop like cops and wreckin' niggas up I'm rubbin' your girl, the pussy 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' fucked 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 dick 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 fuckin' 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 motherfuckers (Blood Gang - Blood Gang) Fuck that motherfuckin' ?? a.k.a. fuck ??? Fuck the Crabs, I know I got beef to a tramp hood motherfuckers WEST/SIDE INGLEWOOD AVENUE PIRU GANG, hood AVENUE PIRU EAST/SIDE-motherfuckin'-BOUNTY HUNTERS (Fuck Crabs) WEIRDOS GANGSTA BLOOD AVENUE motherfuckin' ?? Mad Loko, Big Wack motherfucker (right) My motherfuckin' nigga Jugghead (right) My motherfuckin' homeboy Big Dee from EAST/SIDE ?? motherfuckin' ELM (All the time) Rowdy motherfuckin' Lok Yeah, we in this motherfuckin' G-Ride (Blood Gang) Spook Dogg, my nigga Nutt (Blood Gang) All you gangsta-ass niggas My homeboy Rampage My homeboy Lil' motherfuckin' Pac Lil' motherfuckin' Bolo, big brother Stretch Dogg, what up fool!? You niggas is real mothefuckin' gangstas And we ain't FUCKIN with these Crab niggas in the Nine-Tramp Yeah, we buckin' their ass out Yeah I gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherfuckin' BOMPTON PIRU niggas My homeboy mothefuckin' Tom Bomb... " From Letras Mania