Crips - Nationwide Rip Ridaz II - Payin' Dues lyrics

[BIG FREEZE] Nationwide Rip Ridaz swervin' on all gold D's The gang is Watts Franklin Crip The name is Big Daddy Freeze, a loc down Dirty loc - always out - for the come-up b**hes ?? with team but they too scared to run up Now look at me than look at you and tell me what would you do With 16 rounds of hollow points comin' at you Cause I ain't with That fussin' or discussion Nuthin' I'd just rather grab the .9 and start bustin' Cause Locs put in work Slobs you'd plug to the dirt Disrespect the Crip and your a** got to get hurt I'm livin' life in the fast lane Swervin' on gold Dan's Bangin' with the Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip gang Smokin' in-do and drinkin' Hennessy But know I'm back On the strip for tryin' to serve my bid but One Times got hot Due to the neighborhoods snitches Who just couldn't stand to see a Crip stack his riches So just like cause they go to tittle-tattle Now I'm in a jail cell With a hundred thousand dollar bill Oh hell, the bigger homies can't help me G I dummied up press my luck Now I'm stucked in the County I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots [MACK 11] How can I ease the pain? They got me waitin' on, they can't fight case off the case Try to take me out the gang All right is in the court let me hear y'all lies I'm afraid of God that you dirty motherf**ers get chest ?? They're judging my past and not my future When give me no reason and show no mercy when I do it It ain't over you presidents motherf**ers just begin it I gotta defend it but ??? so I be gone till november, now remember Young ridaz standin' tall like a trophy f** photographs it means you motherf**ers don't know me Not slowly Walk to me to my hold in tank Shuckled down to the ground cause they know I bank one The Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride locster Mac-11 keepin' one in the chamber Gang banger Pistol slinger Puttin' fools in they caskets Let n***as have it the crazy-a** ba*tard I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots [KEYSTONE] My momma told me in tears stay out the street life But this is Watts Eastside Ridaz ain't nuthin' nice Comin' up young I took a life into my bigga G's And to my brothers cause I be younger so it's code 3 Puttin' in work For the turf Ready to k** since 1985 and hard times got real thick Moms and pops never knew a n***a was bangin' khakied up Chucked up And dollars joint slangin' uh I'm givin' a f** about the One-Times All on my mind is makin' ends up and savin' all my nickels and all my dimes I'm steadily tryin' to stack my cash right Up all night Sellin' 'avi and livin' lavishly in the street life But know my brothers movin mouth and mash So expected playa flossin in a Thunderbird S.E I'm locked down but I'm tired of this bullsh** But when I co*k down I gotta get it better than this I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots [DUV MAC] To Crip Or not to Crip Is the question Who's testin? I packs it like Smiff-n-Wesson The hood done took sure me Everybody crazy packin' 380s Pullin' drive-bys on miss daisy Hoodratz havin' babies Daily, crime pays me Plus I got a gang of homies pushin up dazzies The streets made me When I die They gon' take me Over straight soldier wanna hold the four leaf clover Don't know ?? you lucky robber your scrill like Al Pacino It's the life of a young baby loc Out on his own In the danger zone to roam Cause wasn't no daddy home in this world That's to destroy in a burnin' zone I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots I'm steady payin' the devil his dues, represent trues Leavin' fools with brews it's from the state boots