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[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' - in the city) But it's fun, yeah (But it's fun) Check it out [DO OR DIE] Do or Die is the name of the nigga who be dreamin' Uh, of killin' Slobs and listen to 'em screamin' Or see him dyin' on their front yard I kept this Slob bendin' a corner I'm shootin' up his fuckin' car Or catchin' him slippin' at his own tip I shoot the muthafucka up To make sure his cap is peeled (right) And shoot his friends at the funeral It's do or die muthafucka It's all about survival A khakis down fo' life G And I'm killin' him Letras de cancionesCause he's tryin' to kill me (ooh yeah) So I creep to kill a Snoop (right) Fill his ass full of lead and have you troll him like a hoola-hoop (damn!) And leave him dying when I'm done Cause crippin' ain't easy But it's damn sure fun [FO' CLIPS] Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin' ain't easy) But it's fun, yeah (But it's fun, ye-ye-yeah) [BLUE RAG] I'm loc'd to the fullest like a goddamn nutcase With two fresh blue rags tied on my face Fruitfully thinking with my gangsta mentality To bringin' this Crip shit from the streets to reality They call me the big Bad-ass Blue Rag who sag And carry a 4-4 mag Cause it's a fee, a fi, a fo, a fum I smell a Slob So now it's time I kill me one Or two or three Them C from the scene G On my way to hook up with B-K [B-K] B-K Slob killa straight mafia And hollow point is in the gat that's what I got for ya When I pull the trigger And straight blast it Shootin' your ass and gettin' you ready for the casket (ooh yeah) I'm killin' Snoops in a worst way (ooh yeah) I got my B.K.-47 And it's B.K. allday So when I'm rollin' in the G-Ride Committin' homicide (yeah) 1-8-7 ride-by And if I'm off to another hood dippin' and crippin' Set trippin' Bound to catch a Slob slippin' (CaRIPS!!!)* (*CAlifornia Revolutionary Independent Pistol Slinger* ) Gun him down like a hunter cause it's Slob season Don't ask why They crippin', see the reason [FO' CLIPS] Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin' - it ain't easy) But it's fun, yeah (But it's fun, ye-ye-ye-yeah) Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin' it ain't easy in the city) But it's fun, yeah (But it's fun, but it's fun, yeah) [SIN] Sayin' ain't no muthafuckin' buddy friend So if you come to the grave I push your muthafuckin' ass in there You can't run from the hellrazor And if you fuck with the blue team we damn sure got to fade ya Just like we fade them muthafuckin' [censored] It's time to put the pigs away and let 'em C-C's out to box And let the Sin known cause fool this is Compton East Side killa knows that's always mobbin' up fools Deuce Five Deuce with a district A G born in Compton if your monkey ass is listenin' Somebody shoulda taught you from the old school Like them mark-ass Niggas With Attitude But we fuck 'em Cause they don't mean shit anyway And where I'm from You'll make them muthafuckas look fake Straight balling on them thangs in the gangsta lean One down ass Crip straight bustin' And won't hesitate to peel a cap But I'd rather make snaps, bust raps than to bust caps (yeah that's right) Cause it's all about survival (yeah) And rather you slangin', hangin' or bangin' Your life is just as short as vital side (oh yeah) I'm mentally depressin' Listen to the Crip and learn a quick brief, listen up [FO' CLIPS] Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin' it ain't easy) But it's fun, yeah (But it's fun, yeah ) Crippin' ain't easy - in the city (Crippin' - in the city) But it's fun, yeah (But it's fun, yeah)... From Letras Mania