shout out my hood

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