rate me


Yo, there was this Crip, Crip, Crip ended up more cripple than handy man

Went hoo-ridin' and know who's hidin' in a minivan

Surrounded by the sick

Niggas count to four and E-Rickets

Out the fuckin' door and

All the time now I'ma wreck the fly shit

Crabs - steady - screamin' oh my it hurts

Please don't put the gun to my ear

I do anything you want say anything you wanna hear

Say fuck Crabs now

I might let you live

Baby Sick got something for you

Should I tell you what it is

What the Piru like

You better tell it fast

Unless you want a rose up your dead funky ass

Wass happenin' Blood? If you say Crab I say killa

Fool, I'm bangin' 24-7 now will the

Niggas with heart - to be one of the few

Tell that dusty-ass Crabs

Just what they should do

Baby Sick said let 'em hear a pop

Drop the Crab - grab the Glock

Boo boo flag and bhakis got flamed up no doubt

The Crab lost his life cause there's never

No way out


Here we go again

Doin' shit just to get paid

Gettin' rough, rugged through blue that you can't fade

Play the B-Side, the C-Side is wack

Gettin' busy with the K gang

Now you know where I stay at

Hey Mr. Do Or Die I saw you mackin' to my hoe

But see it was a setup

So I can pull a do-low

Sit your ass up got my niggas like I should

So I call the homie Bone

Yo there's Crabs in the hood

But he got away cause he ran

Through ?? pass Woodworth

Now he's goin' down 1-0-4

[RED RAG a.k.a BIG WY]

Once again it's the Dallas mafioso

The only times I like Crabs when I'm eatin' on gumbo

It's different types of Crabs like the ones that make ya - itch

Tha shit you get

For fuckin' a Ricket bitch

Mess with funky cock trip with no C's

Swap Meet shop on County check recipient

I'm creepin' through the hood like Freddy Krueger your worst dream

When I leave

Your hood is a crime scene

Remember that peace shit don't bring it to the Bottomsville

Like Seven Up never had it - never will

Please M gang everybody is peacin' and the Mafia's peacin'

Niggas you tweakin'

Run run Rickets keep on the hidin'

I'm Red Rag and I'm keep on ridin' no way out

[REDRUM 781]

I keep on ridin' with the strap in my lap

You're fuckin' around and I'll be poppin' hollow point caps

I'm pointin' that niggas snaps on the back of they skull

Blowin' up your hand cause your gang sign is dull

And I've got love for the 'Ru's

The Bloods are included Redrum 7-8-1 Crabs are deluted

My Gathors givin' a kick

Much harder than a push

You fuck with my bitch so you get caught up in my ambush

Work up back to me to givin' a blast

As soon as his Crab-ass party I have to crash

I dash - to the cut

Grab the Gats so I can end them

The Crab motherfuckers want no what hit them

Now, I'm creepin' through the alley like a shadow ready for battle

The backyard is pack with

People like some cattle

The Ricket nigga thought that I was playin'

So I hopped on the walls and start to sprayin'

Aimin' for the door waitin' for the Crab to bum rush

For the head turnin' brains into slush

Payback's the bitch, Blood that's what I'm about

And when I'm on your ass nigga, it ain't no motherfuckin' way out

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