Turn me up, me up blaze
What's up, happening? Big in this bitch, get it crackin' Dickies up and they saggin' Gat in the side, left side flag Niggas at the lip again Got me I'ma trip again And you I wasn't listenin' Bitches talkin' shit, got me walkin' like a Crip Gotta hit you with the I'm married to the streets, a prenup Ay nigga roll the weed up in my cup, we about to get G'd up
Long Beach on my right CPT on my left I got Watts in bitch B Dogs from the still screaming out West Side Long Beach on my side CPT on my left I got Watts in bitch Tiny locs from the third and they screaming out East
Bitch niggas bang on 'em Fifty Cal shots, let it on 'em And if a ass nigga tried to get up in my circle We have to put them thangs on 'em Bitch still bang on 'em Cal shots, let it rang on 'em And if a square ass tried to get up in my circle We gon' have to put thangs on 'em Still cause ain't no love for 'em Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em But then I ain't brainless I'll have my little hit you with the stainless Still 'cause ain't no love for 'em 'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em But I ain't tryna ya famous I'll have my locos hit you with the stainless
you know who I be D-O G, super C-R-I-P through the fog And steppin' the smog And you know I'm high as And my fly free (Who dat) Bitch you who I be D-O double G, C-R-I-P Creepin' the fog And steppin' the smog And you know I'm high as And my bitches fly
Super Crip, Crip, who? Super Crip, Super Crip, Super Crip, It's 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip, who? Crip, what? Super Crip, Crip, what? Super Crip, Crip, what? It's 187 if you bitch niggas need that
It's enough of to go around Real G's the hood go 'round Keep the planet spinnin' on axis How is he so hood? How can you ask I you can say I put in practice On the strip, under lights, now I'm bitch And if I'm blown on my own With the chrome to your Make you like elastic I need my G's to the left Bitch niggas staying to the I need my hoes and center Hard on these hoes the summer to the winter to the fall, hoes still on my balls It's the number one nigga the hood Doggy Dogg Still pull up on a when I need to be heard I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't Pittsburgh Real shit on the set, I get your clique served You observe, or be chalked out on the curb With your momma and your people "supercrip did it" But they won't testify, so he got with it Now I'm on my throne, on my bad phone I'm talkin' to Iron Man, smokin' on Look up in the sky, a bird, it's a plane Walkin' on the with a Crip stick cane
I am Crip, what? Crip, who? Super Crip, Crip, who? Super Crip, It's still 187 if you niggas wanna trip, who? Crip, what? Super Crip, Crip, what? Super Crip, Super Crip, It's still 187 if you niggas need that