Ck Ride lyrics

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[LIL` STRETCH]

What`s that? A little funky shit

Ah, yeah

Oh yeah, check it out

Ah yeah



[LIL` STRETCH]

I`m comin` straight from the Five nigga

A young nigga is ?live? I`m high

Till this present meaning I`m fucked that I showed up

Strapped with the 44, niggas know I got mine

Stretch with a Gauge, Polly-B with the Tec-9

Not to long ago Crabs try to test us

Talkin` that dumb shit tryin` to get the best of us

But when I ain`t havin` it

Not takin` that bullshit

Cause you`ll get a 44 bullet on your shiznit

It`s not first time, won`t be the last time

Niggas all on mine cause I`m from the Five-Line

I`m gonna roll cause nigga it`s my time

Peace to the homies from the Four and the Duece-Nine

So motherfuckers give me my props

And if you don`t

My .9 is gon` pop-pop

Leavin` suckers flat back on their ass, G

It`s in hells where I`m livin` if you ask me

I give a fuck my nigga about dissin` them

Cause already I`m a product of the system



[BLOODY MARY]

Bickin` it back being bool

Yeah, that`s what my homie said

Rollin` down by the boulevard finna bust a C-K

That`s a U-turn now we on Bradfield

Hope you ain`t a Crab

That wants to get his cap peeled

Bloody Mary as you know

Is a Blood lover

Cause Crip gangs too busy killin` up each other

Throwin` up the B, C-K

About to bail

Water snakes givin` up this Crabby-ass smell

Really - silly - busta, no jokin`

Play with Piru and get your fuckin` jaw broken

Pump your brakes fool, true flue I ain`t havin` it

Look at the true `Ru sportin` a Bulls jacket

Bloody Mary is on the mic and I`m flamed up

Redrum murder you before you came up

When you bee me in red

Tell me: "what`s up Blood?"

Don`t even trip or slip dumb Crip

For `Rus I got love



[BLOODY MARY & LIL` STRETCH]

" Hey, hey Stretch, Blood...

C`mon, c`mon to ?Marvins? to put in some work on these Crabs over here in Piru

Hey, fuck them niggas, what about the Kelly Mark-ass niggas?

Oh yeah, right

We get their punk-ass too

Yeah, hey baby check this out, you roll

I`m servin` the motherfuckers "



[C-K]

Check this out, Kiki Loco

Bangin` ain`t joke so let me laugh

You sounded like a bitch with your non rappin` ass

I saw you wearin that dirty clothes to match your dirty hood

And fuck that Filthy Bag who claimin` Lynwood

Yeah, Greedy-G

You sounded like a ?? geek

Your sorry mumble mouth motherfucker off-beat

Let me say I wreck shop like cops and wreckin` niggas up

I`m rubbin` your girl, the pussy is good but she`s a fat slut

Yep, it`s all been Harlem, like you said

Yeah, the Brims and the Twenties leave a nigga dead

Wearin them - bhakis red low and burgundy Chucks

And if I catch you slippin` in my hood wearin` flue you gettin` fucked up

By your true `Ru nigga named C-K

Rick` get back, Rick` get ruled every single week day

And I can`t stand Rickets `cause they`re scary

They could take a hairy dick and lick Bloody Mary



[RED RAG]

The Penalty for killin I`ll pay the cost

I`ma ride C-K till the wheels fall off

You `Hard Time Bustas` what the fuckin` you work?

Niggas call you `Nappy Heads` while I zip on my sweatshirt

I got .9 holes to lay `Tramps` on my sacks

I play the `Cheese Toast`, `Bubble Gum` in my backpack

Ain`t no way out when your casket is closed

You`re gettin` rolled on by a Crenshaw Mafioso

I hate to being bothered cause you ?snitchin` for deep?

Ripping `Snot Guns` in half cause I got big beef

Keep ridin` and duckin` and hidin` from the Four

Down to, down to, down to catch hoe

When I catch you slippin` here`s your reminder

Red Rag is a C-K Rider



[BLOODY MARY & LIL` STRETCH]

" Damn, damn, them fools got served

And we served them motherfuckers (Blood Gang - Blood Gang)

Fuck that motherfuckin` ?? a.k.a. fuck ???

Fuck the Crabs, I know I got beef to a tramp hood motherfuckers

WEST/SIDE INGLEWOOD AVENUE PIRU GANG, hood

AVENUE PIRU EAST/SIDE-motherfuckin`-BOUNTY HUNTERS (Fuck Crabs)

WEIRDOS GANGSTA BLOOD

AVENUE motherfuckin` ??

Mad Loko, Big Wack motherfucker (right)

My motherfuckin` nigga Jugghead (right)

My motherfuckin` homeboy Big Dee from EAST/SIDE ?? motherfuckin` ELM

(All the time)

Rowdy motherfuckin` Lok

Yeah, we in this motherfuckin` G-Ride (Blood Gang)

Spook Dogg, my nigga Nutt (Blood Gang)

All you gangsta-ass niggas

My homeboy Rampage

My homeboy Lil` motherfuckin` Pac

Lil` motherfuckin` Bolo, big brother Stretch Dogg, what up fool!?

You niggas is real mothefuckin` gangstas

And we ain`t FUCKIN with these Crab niggas in the Nine-Tramp

Yeah, we buckin` their ass out

Yeah

I gotta give a whole shot-outs to them motherfuckin` BOMPTON PIRU niggas

My homeboy mothefuckin` Tom Bomb... "
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