Crips - Nationwide Rip Ridaz II - C's in the Air lyrics

Muthaf**a bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Mutha-Mutha-Muthaf**a bring it on Mutha-Muthaf**a bring it on [TWIN LOC] Loc'd out in the brain from that muthaf**in' A gang I bang with the down and remain for that money man Blast me a slug pull the trigger blow his brains out A tisket a tasket closed casket is what I'm talkin about To blast a Slob leave him wealin' in a wheelchair I really don't give a f** I really don't f** or care It's the Crip in me I take Slobs like cats Givin' up Avalon beat them down with bats Check my tatts on my backarms forearms and neck 40 A.G.C. is what you get It's the sh** I bust on Slobs on the regular f** penicillin cause they need to get rid of that Period collar busta I put that on the land My homies beat down your homies with they barehead A.G.C. enemies catch the blues And I wouldn't wanna walk in no Slob shoes [Chorus] East/Side Avalon n***as simply don't care So if your a** straight crippin throw them C's in the air If you really wanna ride on that gangsta tip Recognize that it's Avalon Crip [TWIN LOC] Chitty-chitty-g**n Avalon Crip Gang Do this to the fullest cause I do this sh** everyday To spray this slug quick in a hurry Pop-Pop to your dome now your mama gots to bury Another b**h-a** Slob That's what I'm singin' Let me catch one of you b**h-a** n***as I'm straight sprayin' Stayin down A's up to my homies Especially to my n***as Trouble Syke and Sneaky Tony And to all my soldiers in the muthaf**in' system Ain't havin no b**h-a** Slob tryin' to dis them We in it to win it loc'd out Crips roll and when I die "I rolled Crippin'" graved in my tombstone Realize a real loc'd out f**in ride With real gangsta lyrics stickin' like a screwdriver, I provide a Strap for my homies if you willin for a Slob ma**acre Another Avalon k**er Cuzz [Chorus] East/Side Avalon n***as simply don't care So if your a** straight crippin throw them C's in the air If you really wanna ride on that gangsta tip Recognize that it's Avalon Crip East/Side Avalon n***as simply don't care So if your a** straight crippin throw them C's in the air If you really wanna ride on that gangsta tip Recognize that it's Avalon Crip [TWIN LOC] Shot outs to my riders from the muthaf**in A 1-16, 88, 45, Trey G.A., G-Mike, Sk** Bill and that's real And my n***a K-Fly just love to k** Jeff O., Scrappa, Joe Cool, Boo and Cisco And I can't forget about Snoop And Baby Nose and Big Seeker Givin' it up for the 88 streets Forgot a gang of muthaf**in homies But that's A-ight Still throw my A way in the air cause I just don't care For the C-mix, the G-mix, ?G-sallad? Got to get the hood tatted on my belly Mobbin thru the hood on the quest for chips Stayin heated cause I'm heated just in case you trip Crip [TWIN LOC] And we comin at your muthaf**in' a** Yeah y'all thought we fell off We comin' at you b**h-a** n***a Cause I'm a G But not like Warren With them wack-a** beats and tracks that's bored You know what I'm sayin' For all you muthaf**as out there dissin We gon' keep rollin Dangerous in this b**h For the C-mix Throw your A's up Muthaf**a bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Bring it on Bring it on Bring it on Muthaf**a Bring-bring-bring-bring-bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Bring-bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Bring it on Muthaf**a Muthaf**a Muthaf**a Mutha-Mutha-Muthaf**a bring it on Muthaf**a bring it on Mutha-Muthafucca bring it on