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letra de #criplivesmatter - ad & sorry jaynari

[intro]
ayy cuz, crip lives matter

[verse 1: ad]
tip toe, crip throw with my tip though
blue p-ss, see the p-ss, watch me get low
need a sip, grab a fifth, give me lip bro
youngins got a l!ck, lil homie what you hit for?
g walk, c talk to the baseline
skid rocks, tip top, i’ma take mine
no love, f-ck rap, all these fake lines
heard you td through the grape vine
west side, i’ma bang mine
err gang when it’s gang time
two c’s at the same time
cops always tryna catch us doin’ something
never stopping, guess we running from the canines

[pre-chorus: ad]
look, walk cuz, get your walk on
wrong words on the turf, you get stomped on
walk cuz, get your walk on
better catch a fade, no more walk on

[chorus: ad]
better watch what you’re sayin’
if you don’t bang (west side, west side)
better watch what you’re claimin’
if you don’t bang (west side, west side)
what’s that rag you got hanging?
if you don’t bang
stay away from them gangsters
if you don’t bang

[verse 2: ad]
skip, skip skip skip, n-gga skip
i’m a west side n-gga banging west side crip
posted on the block, big thing in my whip
big homies told me don’t you ever slip on the set
lil homies in the turf never turn down n-gga
catch you speaking on the gang, you gon’ learn now n-gga
from the top to the bottom, this is our town n-gga
streets turn into some burnt -ss n-ggas
blue phone in hand, blue streams when i walk
blue walls at the crib, blue things i’ma talk
blue everything designer, blue trees i’ma spark
blue whip on the lot, blue thing i’ma park

[pre-chorus: ad]
walk cuz, get your walk on
wrong words on the turf, you get stomped on
walk cuz, get your walk on
better catch a fade, no more walk on

[verse 3: g perico]
east side, west side, we the border line
blue rag, broadway gangster until i die
i represent for all the crips
every single rapper out now, been bangin’ for all them n-ggas
g status, big c status
corvettes and gran coupes, chunking c’s in traffic
boy we true, crip walkin’ on the roof
everybody got guns just in case a motherf-cker start shootin’
these entertainers wanna bang gangsters
you gon’ have to catch a fade to come p-ss
crips run the city, f-ck the industry
lapd is the motherf-cking enemy
tick tock, crip walk, c right cap, that’s that crip talk
dip dot, what can i say, this west side broadway

- ad sorry jaynari

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