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Rep Yo Set - On Crip lyrics
(H.O.L.M.E.S.) I'm on the blocc Coasting' in the Hood with FAD's Creased up Khaki suit with the hood on my hat Watts Up, C-ed up from head to toe Holmes St. Watts’s crip, 118th loc Young-Bo, I can put the turf on the map Worldwide gangbang can’t get better than that! Affiliated with just crip, not givin' a fucc Catchin' enemies on sight, We fuccin' em up, dumpin' em up With the Tech 32. shots Steady smashin on you marks loc, Shit don’t stop. push the hood on the front MA' where ever I go Pay dues on streets, to see who rep the most Fade the fatal, known for taking' all fades Like trying to get out of????? Cuz, Put you to sleep for days! It don’t stop, in Watts every blocc is hot you can see on any corner get yo bitch ass popped This Eastside Holmes St. (Crip) This Eastside left made (Crip) I represent the hood till I die (on Crip) and if you locced out cuz say (Crip) X2 I aint a smooth muthafacca', I’m as crocced as 8 With 11 in the front crip hopping "The Gate" Slidin' in the bacc window, you know it aint why keep it all left bacc poccet of mine 4-3 C-ripin' and big Row Bam, Got cases with the Aces aint givin a damn you get strucc by a slug from a nigga or 2 what you smiling at cuz, I’m talking to you Don’t want to me pop out this mic booth holdin' a toasta', and run up in yo parking lot like I’m really supposed to! The holster is right by my dicc I am a loccsta’ and don’t you forget Got you neck kind of swollen from bobbing bacc Who put the watts mothafucca’s on the nephew tracc ?????? Extra’ big trucc feeler Pass the CD like, need a gun to kill a- This Eastside Holmes St. (Crip) This Eastside left made (Crip) I represent the hood till I die (on Crip) and if you locced out cuz say (Crip) X2 Its Young-Bo, representing Holmes 1104 Got the gun shot for yo body, loaded for sure Breathe real slow, better save that oxygen For the day the doc try to save your life again I aint playin with you **** Cuz imma catch you slipping Put the 45 slugs in the bacc of yo fitted On a mission with just crippin We catch yo ass slippin we gona leave that ass drippin We known for set trippin Do you realy, think that you could fucc with me And my muthafuccin (Holmeboys) Set trip and twist with my muthafuccin (Holmeboys) Blue models Bombay crip with we and my muthafuccin (Holmeboys) Orange chuccs blue strages bang with me and my muthafuccin (Holmeboys) Worldwide (Crip) Eastside (Crip) Prozan (Crip) Lil Bay, Cuz (Crip) (Talking) |
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