[C-Bo] Yea, that nigga C-Bo and Dat Nigga Daz Putting it down for the real riders Fa sho
[C-Bo Hook] Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang Aint nothing damm thang change All y'all niggas, y'all can't fuck with me we throwing up the C Tell me what y'all want to do and how y'all niggas really wanted to be
[C-Bo Chorus] We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let's ride
[C-Bo] It's C-Bo and that nigga daz in an four rag With an auto mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street Like Daz would die for 21 Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man For the guard and blocks for the Insane If you down for your gang and throw your rags in the air Flag the mother fuckers like you just don't care Im going to ride for mine, do or die for mine South side duce nine, Long Beach eastside We going ride together, sly eye together We going crip and die together, getting high forever
[Daz Dillinger] C-Bo, Daz Dillie Serving other niggas in their city, getting greedy Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly Now it's time to get stupid or really (Yea) High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone Me and C-Bo we keep going zone to zone My type reaps are anonymous Coke, weed, cock, feeds we dropping them Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that's on the real Rhino we explode like dynamite How many niggas getting killed tonight Is you, you, you, and all of you Back flossing with the mother fucking mack Going clip from clip, bout my business and shit Fly whips and getting dip, we aint taking no shit See we serious about this and lyrically about this Curious about this, its beautiful with out this How can you come to an battle with out an gun
[C-Bo] You get done fucking with duce ninety-two-one
[C-Bo Hook]
[C-Bo Chorus]
[Daz Dillinger] I guess the war zone, get soldiers and let's go to war Putting work mother fucker even the storm Meeting machine guns, grenades, and 45's Crazy in the land when its hard to survive Catching the nigga slipping, the blunt, and the crippin On the mission blasting niggas if you already See we bang for the living, use the gun to go to prison Doing hell of time with them scandalous bitches Back looped out, smoked out hit an another one When I'm bombed out, smoked out So we swerve in the glass house and we roll the street I ran niggas rolling up on us and well up the heat I said, What's up you plotted the wrong set It's my duty to put my gun this nigga to rest Boom, boom, shots from the tech ran out Another enemy gone, that's what I'm talking about Niggas draw my name out and say they going to kill me I aint worried about an damm thang, y'all niggas cant kill me See my homies is killers and we do this for passion You better get your strap, when you see us we blasting We will run up on you nigga their aint going to be no asking You better get your strap when you see, we blasting
[C-Bo] Their aint no future in the front you bitches is straight hoes Wish niggas want scramble with the foes I peel his cap with the boom, boom You niggas going die tonight, crip card going ride tonight Niggas want to see roll the hardcore Dump niggas in the sea Many fourteen leave them slope in his front seat Approach me I jump my magnum to your teeth Hop out the bentley, sagging down to my knees Screaming out thug life, throwing slugs in the air Leaving in the mansion with no neighbors and don't care Drinking Cristile out the bottles To the life of luxury, stuck with me, we smoldered with models Im an thug nigga, wont die alone without taking an knife And shoot an piggy in his face for his third strike You cremate me or send me to jail Don't give an fuck because I was born in hell
[Daz Dillinger] And every where I go I see the same mother fuckers and I end up back in jail
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[C-Bo] Yea, that nigga C-Bo and Dat Nigga Daz Putting it down for the real riders Fa sho
[C-Bo Hook] Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang Aint nothing damm thang change All y'all niggas, y'all can't fuck with me we throwing up the C Tell me what y'all want to do and how y'all niggas really wanted to be
[C-Bo Chorus] We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let's ride
[C-Bo] It's C-Bo and that nigga daz in an four rag With an auto mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street Like Daz would die for 21 Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man For the guard and blocks for the Insane If you down for your gang and throw your rags in the air Flag the mother fuckers like you just don't care Im going to ride for mine, do or die for mine South side duce nine, Long Beach eastside We going ride together, sly eye together We going crip and die together, getting high forever
[Daz Dillinger] C-Bo, Daz Dillie Serving other niggas in their city, getting greedy Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly Now it's time to get stupid or really (Yea) High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone Me and C-Bo we keep going zone to zone My type reaps are anonymous Coke, weed, cock, feeds we dropping them Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that's on the real Rhino we explode like dynamite How many niggas getting killed tonight Is you, you, you, and all of you Back flossing with the mother fucking mack Going clip from clip, bout my business and shit Fly whips and getting dip, we aint taking no shit See we serious about this and lyrically about this Curious about this, its beautiful with out this How can you come to an battle with out an gun
[C-Bo] You get done fucking with duce ninety-two-one
[C-Bo Hook]
[C-Bo Chorus]
[Daz Dillinger] I guess the war zone, get soldiers and let's go to war Putting work mother fucker even the storm Meeting machine guns, grenades, and 45's Crazy in the land when its hard to survive Catching the nigga slipping, the blunt, and the crippin On the mission blasting niggas if you already See we bang for the living, use the gun to go to prison Doing hell of time with them scandalous bitches Back looped out, smoked out hit an another one When I'm bombed out, smoked out So we swerve in the glass house and we roll the street I ran niggas rolling up on us and well up the heat I said, What's up you plotted the wrong set It's my duty to put my gun this nigga to rest Boom, boom, shots from the tech ran out Another enemy gone, that's what I'm talking about Niggas draw my name out and say they going to kill me I aint worried about an damm thang, y'all niggas cant kill me See my homies is killers and we do this for passion You better get your strap, when you see us we blasting We will run up on you nigga their aint going to be no asking You better get your strap when you see, we blasting
[C-Bo] Their aint no future in the front you bitches is straight hoes Wish niggas want scramble with the foes I peel his cap with the boom, boom You niggas going die tonight, crip card going ride tonight Niggas want to see roll the hardcore Dump niggas in the sea Many fourteen leave them slope in his front seat Approach me I jump my magnum to your teeth Hop out the bentley, sagging down to my knees Screaming out thug life, throwing slugs in the air Leaving in the mansion with no neighbors and don't care Drinking Cristile out the bottles To the life of luxury, stuck with me, we smoldered with models Im an thug nigga, wont die alone without taking an knife And shoot an piggy in his face for his third strike You cremate me or send me to jail Don't give an fuck because I was born in hell
[Daz Dillinger] And every where I go I see the same mother fuckers and I end up back in jail
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