Gangbangin 101 lyrics

Gangbangin` 101
f/ The Game

[Snoop Dogg]
West Coast... it`s time to stand up nigga
We gon` unite `round this motherfucker one time
I`m callin` every real Crip nigga
and every real B-Dogg, to the table right now
Yeah... we gon` push a real line right now
See if y`all with this real gangsta guerrilla shit

Have you ever seen 100,000 Rip riders from the side
Blue Chuck`s, blue rags, grey clouds, blue skies
On the move, can`t lose, Hill Street blues
Niggaz gotta pay they dues on the crews or with the uzi spray
these suckas then I cruise, my granny saw it on the news
She shook up, look up and then she put me on the move
I tried to get away, but I couldn`t get far
Cause the homies had the loop-loop that night at King Park
And I got into a squab, got caught and went to jail
Straight to the County with no motherfuckin` bail
4800 with this Crippin`, oh well
My big homie Boy Blue snatched me by my coattail
He said trip Dogg, ya better get right, Crip right
Eyes open `cause niggaz get stuck on seez-ight
It ain`t no motherfuckin` problem - pop-pop, tick-tock
Never flip-flop, 20 Crippin` til I drop

[Chorus]
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip

[The Game]
Is I, in the motherfuckin` S-5
With the red bandana double knotted `round the rearview
Niggaz see clear through, they know that it`s Game
Cherry red Lowenhart`s let `em know that I bang
So bang, like Snoop in "Deep Cover"
I got the seat reclined, fo-five under the white-T, smothered
Dippin` down Green Leaf, I ain`t got no enemies
Been shot five times, now I bleed Hennessy
And bang for my niggaz locked up, they can`t stop us
It ain`t a gangsta party `til we go and dig Pac up
I`m Dr. Martin Luther King with two guns on
Hughey P. Lewis with Air Force One`s on
I gangbang but I`m the opposite of Tookie Williams
Red Lambo`, red bandana print ceilin`
Me and Snoop got the West Coast locked
Red and blue rag tied in a knot
With all my motherfuckin` homies yellin` out

[Chorus]
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip

[The Game]
I ran outta gas in Long Beach, I`m stuck
Ain`t no Bloods and all I see is blue Chuck`s
Hopped out the `6-trey, nowhere to go
Til` Snoop pulled up in that Pittsburgh Steeler `6-4
We "Just Dippin", one Bloodin` one Crippin`
I`m on that Bulls shit, throwback Scott` Pippen
Moral is, my bandana hangin` from the left side
So if you ain`t a Crip or a Blood, just throw up Westside

[Snoop Dogg]
(What up Blood?) Yeah cuz, we just tippin`
Me and Game doin` thangs, switchin` lanes, Hurricanes on my feet
Stop, and C-Walk to the beat
Game, take the wheel and turn on 21st Street
Eastside LBC, gun in my hand
It`s the turf by the surf but we don`t play in the sand
We just - slip and slide out, we Rip and ride out
Let it C known, nigga welcome to the Thunderdome

[Chorus]
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
So whooot, so whooot, so whooot, so whooot
Ca-rip, Ca-rip, Ca-rip...
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