Break-A-Slob-Down

Nigga

You know I had to get ya!

Well it's the muthafuccin C

Slob niggas comin up short

Rip Ride, we slide to the muthafuccin south flow

4 deep creepin, B.G.'s on a mission

Got weird that the muthafuccin slob niggas slippin

We about to put the muthafuccin smash down

On these muthafuccas on the other side of town

Jumpin up out of the muthafuccin G-ride

Creepin up out of the muthafuccin Nutty from the blunt

There they go in a pack, slobs tryin to big back

We put them triggers on them slob niggas fuck that

This ass be sacked to the muthafuccin G

Blaze up the blunt, took a shot of that Hennesey

We dippin back to the muthafuccin C-side

Two C's, A.D., B.G. nigga Rip Ride

Baby Gangsta Bone is a loc'ed out young nigga

Straight slob killa, cuzz I'm a Crip, fucc you niggas

This is how we brake a muthafucca down

Brake a muthafucca down, Brake a muthafucca down

Straight Slob killa, Cuzz I'm a Crip, fucc you niggas-

Some niggas pulled up yellin about that slob shit

I said like Spiggedy-One (Spice 1)

Cuzz: What part of the game is this?

Crip rich went to dumpin like he never bust no heat

The Gauge blew him back and knocked the slob off his feet

Came up down the alley when I clock my crip face hung

He said was crackin 'WOL ? -I said run nigga run

But we just peeled the slob on the corner of my street

When me and ??? we blewed that slob in her jeep

And he said Cuzz, I realise we got

Some muthafuccin playa hatas

They hate me most cause they some

Fuccin baby gangsta hatas

I got cuzzins, I'm blewin relatives in half

And we kill family if (?) wanna kick my ass

But I'm protected by the blue and the green

Rat-tat-tat, put a Elm in the gangsta league, Cuzz

I guess that's how this shit's supposed to C

Cock my Glock, kay's up to 2pac, slob feel me

I'm givin up the C to these muthafuccin snoops

Slobs catchin the blues when a nigga dippin through

Hand on my heat, pullin the trigger with the quickness

Slobs feelin the muthafuccin wrath of my Cripness

Crippin to the fullest cause nigga

Buck slobs, buck all slobs

Nigga I'm a muthafuccin Crip straight slob killa

Showin these muthafuccin slobs no love

These muthafuccin slobs are gonna

Be chokin on they own blood

Cause I'm fillin 'em up with this muthafuccin hot lead

Slob niggas are slob bitches track and

Puttin them mathafuccin red smoked out

A loccin nigga crippin is all a nigga know

Dumpin these muthafuccin slobs with my chrome .44

My nigga Face is killin up shit, slob niggas feelin the pain

Gangsta raw, makin 'em stain, drivin these slob niggas insane

Slobs can't hang

I tought you know the Bone is on my Crip job

South Side Atlantic Drive Crip Ride nigga fucc slob

Slobs better believe in heedle Compton corners with Glocks

Cause I'll C bustin Elms a lot, yelling Cuzzins to see the Glock

Confused, but they don't wanna

K.C.B.'s, original K.P.'s, O.B.G.'s and B.G.'s

Too C's up, my bitch be laughin at me cause I'm a nut

AWOL C givin a fuck, you fuck with Kelly, you fuck up

Cause I'm not the nigga you thought I was

Nigga from Kelly from Compton, Cuzz

Doin the shit like Oaklahoma

Niggas was not knowin what it was

Blood killa, steady packin the heat

A Piru killa, leavin you slobs 6 feet deep, sleep

You besta catch Aids if you believe in magic

A AC poppin the trigger quick, leave the scenes tragic

Slobs better be thinkin about it

Better be thinkin about they shit

Better be thinkin about they hood

Thinkin about they slob bitch

If she frame to fuck up I hope she's wet enough

But if she's too fuccin dry, I'm a have

To help her out and ran her up