BLOODS & CRIPS

BLOODS & CRIPS - Shuda Beena B-Dog lyrics

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Ay what up Loc? Hey where you from homeboy?

Kelly Park Compton Crip

Ay well nigga this blood nigga! (BOOM BOOM BOOM - BOOM)

[RED RAG]

How could a Crab go up against a Dog?

Dogs got paws and fag Crabs got claws

Picture no B-Dog niggas like bitches

And I'm that Dog that buries Crabs in the ditches

Cover 'em up and flex back to my doghouse

The hog rock bottoms where the M gang hang out nigga

Nick nack paddy whack give a Crab a bone

Don't give a shit 'bout a funeral home

Yeah I just love it when an E-Ricket falls

Fool, that's the life of a B-Dog

[DOGG]

Downin' a Crab like a bottle of C-B

Inglewood Gangstas, W-D-Z

Throwin' up the C what the fuck you sign!?

Puffin' on a blunt goin' outta my mind

The O-G Dog is rollin' Rickets like a Cutlass

I'll put one in your ass

And leave your body butless

Welcome to the C-K rag set

Showin' a Crab like Awol no pity

No skilled bitch soundin' like Dr. Seus

A-W-O-L a wolf on the loose

Should've been a B-Dog

[C-K]

Should've been a B-Dog, punk this is Piru

Fucks Smelly Marks*, Nappy Heads**, Long Bitch*** and Tragniew

Here I go again about to straight dis

I got my plate all fixed for some Eggs Toast and Grits***

Bitch-made nigga now you know who I am

Slammin' Rickets on their back but my name ain't Van Damme

I'm jinxin' muthafuckas like a gypsy

And if you want me

Then you're gonna have to come and get me

Hit me up or I'ma smoke you with my C-K gat

You should've been a B-Dog bitch and it's like that

[REDRUM 781]

Niggas is haulin' me off and it's a holocaust

Comin' down automatic gun sounds terrorize the whole town

Niggas don't suspect that I'ma hit 'em with some hot lead

Unloadin' my shit, makin' sure that they're all dead

Wearin' my color, representin' the Blood gang

I can take a Crab and turn him into a blood stain

The voices in my head tryin their best to command me

They claim that I'm insane cause they don't understand me

Lil' Stretch comin' in with a roll call

And fuck all Crabs cause you should've been a B-Dog

[LIL' STRETCH]

Now I can start off fast, or I can start off slow

But the real gangstas know which way I should go

Well now the HUNTERS is deep - and ya know that's right

O-G's from the 4, the homie Tee & 1/2pint

Small as a muthafucka, ain't takin' no shit

And the homie from the Ace my dog Big Rick

C-K Bone from the duece, Chill Will from the FOUR

Lil' Stretch and P-Dogg from the FIVE ain't no joke

The HUNTERS in town and we bringin' the noise

Along with the HACIENDA VILLAGE BOYS

But now it's time for me to talk about the killas

??? but can't forget about the MILLERS

B-S-P, I-G and the DENVER LANES

H 2-0's, SCOTTS DALE and the EAST PAIN

LUEDERS PARK and H-B's is comin' right is at

Show you where it's at, the H-P's and the KABBAGE PATCH

B-B-P, B-S-V, a HUNDRED-TRAMP-FIVE

Can't forget about the PIRUS on the West Side

M-S-B, Q-S-B and the V-N-G's

FRUIT TOWN BRIMS, LIME HOODS and the ELM STREET

C-P-P, H-P-G and the ATHENS PARK

Mel through the JUNGLES won't make it if it's after dark

V-T-P, FIVE DEUCES and the FRUIT TOWN

Walk through HARVARD PARK and you might get beat down

WEIRDOS BLOODS, C-M-G's and the TREE TOP

EAST SIDE PUEBLO niggas and the CEDAR BLOCK

Lil' Stretch Dog has finished with the roll call

And fuck all Crabs cause you should've been a B-Dog

Yeah, ah yeah

[B-S-P = Blood Stone Pirus, I-G = Inglewood (Family) Gang

H-2-O = Water Front Piru, A-P = Avenue Pirus

H-P = Hawthorne Pirus, B-B-P = Butler Block Pirus

B-S-V = Blood Stone Villians, HUNDRED-TRAMP-FIVE = 135 Piru

M-S-B = Mad Swan Bloods, Q-S-B = Queen Street Bloods

V-N-G = Van Ness Gangsta Blood, C-P-P = Campanella Park Pirus

H-P-G = Hawthorne Piru Gang, V-T-P = Village Town Pirus

C-M-B = Crenshaw Mafia Bloods]

Thanks to NuNu for these lyrics

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