This Crip Cruz

This Crip Cruz - Spider Loc

Yeah

Yeah

It's SPI

SPI

SPI

First again

First again

First again

Y'all **** with red rags

Y'all **** with red rags

It's G-Unit West but uh

West but uh

This is crip

This is crip

I make niggas bleed like blood that drip does

Feed on slugs and that's on crip 'cuz

Trip for the grip ain't willing to settle for less

I can't rest if I'm still in the ghetto

Besides a*s ain't much I ain't willing to peddle

I'm guilty 'cause the pots still killing the kettle

Whether it's murder 1 or dead in the yellow

On the block with my t-shirt concealing the metal

I don't meddle with them niggas that ain't on point

I smoke blunts these days I ain't on the joints

Full joint suspensions annoint the mentions

Like the chief commander I appoint positions

And you the type of nigga that I make run off

'Cause you act too hard and won't take nothing off

But it's easy to see when a fake one's soft

And it's easy for me to just break one off

All my niggas here do it big

Nigga this crip that's what it is

All my ******* in here do it big

Shake that **** that's what it is

All my niggas here do it big

Nigga this crip that's what it is

All my ******* in here do it big

Shake that **** that's what it is

I flip the track great sip on the yak straight

Trip the clip in the mac

Let it rip through the back gate

Keep the sack in Cali because Cali the crack state

And smoking c*****e is an average black trait

Keep more green than you can find on Shaq's plate

Try to calculate my stack great

Doing

Another day another dose of dollars

And plus my migo supposed to holler

So I'm on the 110 and I'm eastside bound

It should be cracking on the east by now

I been the most easty on the eastside clown

With the hip-hop belt and the eastside crown

******* around on the east I've found

That the **** don't die down on eastside ground

It pop like a panther burrows

You're half a devil

But if you step in my path it's trouble

Damn

Damn

Damn