yeah
east
ghost
g-shit
worldwide
we're family
shout out my crips that still crippin
nigga
shout out my bloods that still bloodin'
nigga
straight out the dirt
shout out my muddy niggas
came from the bottom
all my get money niggas
wanna die
you ain't got to cry
you just got to pray
put some weed where i lay
i'ma see another day
full of energy
you my enemy
you got to pay
was on the east side
fuckin' with them crips the other day
was on the west side
fuckin' with them bloods the other day
always look you in your eye
never look the other way
where i'm from
they can't get you
then they make your brother pay
doin' dirt
leave you hurt
then they make your mother pray
we got raw plus cook up in this bitch
master p with the grams
i got the hook-up in this bitch
shots almost hit the passenger
they shook up in the whip
before the deal
i took a trip to brooklyn for the stick
tried to go the college route
but that's on tookie
i was crip
weed
the color purple
think of whoopie when it's lit
tried to start an empire
broke down a cookie in the crib
toss you off a high bridge then play a boogie wit'cho bitch
shout out my crips that still crippin
nigga
shout out my bloods that still bloodin'
nigga
straight out the dirt
shout out my muddy niggas
came from the bottom
all my get money niggas
that's on maleek
you ain't seen nothin' like this
i'm leonidas
three hundred hitters with me
hit excitin'
you can't imagine walkin' to the store
duckin' indictments
tatted my face
approachin' my enemies like i'm tyson
bright lens
ratties in the car with no license
you know that the block bitin'
i'ma throw the knife to his pipe
i do not like 'em
we gon' cop it all from the gucci to nike items
we love some bright items
i fell back from the roc like j-a-y hyphen
z650 kawasaki on indictment
dope
highway university
the stamp was a bison
these diamonds are enticin'
still rottin' with no license
if you ain't me
then
you should pray to christ
p and east got the streets and we got the beast frightened
you ain't got no gas
you should have the shit siphoned
just leave the lab
crumble all that bullshit you writin'
yeah
shout out my crips that still crippin
nigga
shout out my bloods that still bloodin'
nigga
straight out the dirt
shout out my muddy niggas
came from the bottom
all my get money niggas
i got love for my bloods and all my neutral niggas
i got love for my crips and all my stupid niggas
brick in the trunk
duckin' the state trooper
nigga
in a hotel askin' the plug what could he do for niggas
i don't care if it's crowded
i pick you out a group of niggas
take you on a ride of your life
but not uber
nigga
puttin' prices on they head
they think i used to hoop with niggas
walt disney money but we ain't fuckin' with goofy niggas
shout out my crips that still crippin
nigga
shout out my bloods that still bloodin'
nigga
straight out the dirt
shout out my muddy niggas
came from the bottom
all my get money niggas