Crips - Atlantic Dr. Hoo Ride lyrics

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Crips - Atlantic Dr. Hoo Ride lyrics

n***a this is South Side The muthaf**in' A-Drive Slob-a** n***as better recognize n***as need to C cool n***a f** a die-'Ru n***a South Side A-Drive arrive Crips rule [SCARFACE] Well it's the Compton motherf**in' finest Baby Gangsta Scarface lettin' Tec-9 split I empty clips On the Slob n***as caught slippin' I'm set trippin' Steady dippin', A-Drive crippin' Comin' up missin' if you caught up??? A Tec-9 with 2 clips fill a hollow rounds Puttin' Slobs down Havin' n***as screamin' Jesus But n***a, Jesus Couldn't even sees this So n***a C up Wouldn't wanna be a Loc Cause you Slob n***a straight comin' up short You get smoked like a motherf**in' leaf, mack Slob fools caught the blues laid on their back [G-BONE] 7 in the row, Slobs Stranded On d**h Row You came up short, Murder Was The Case that he wrote These young Loc's straight got the motherf**in' bang on And now these b**hes On the nuts they hang on But Slob b**h Kicks khakis cool Cause the motherf**in Bone ain't got no love for the 'Rus These fools These Slob b**hes too needed to That punk?? MC Eiht said caps get peeled So n***a feel This slug I'm pumpin' in ya Slob k**er straight to hell Loc I'm sendin' ya So n***a remember B-K for life till I die n******g it's the A-motherf**in'-Drive The muthaf**in' A-Drive Slob-a** n***as better recognize [G-BONE] Up to no motherf**in' good it's on Crippin' up out of the cut It's that I know young baby gangsta Compton nut Blue rag hangin' cause I'm bangin' for the two C's And I wasn't on the streets for the truce meet So f** peace f** them punk Slob n***as f** them motherf**in' [backward word] The M-I-G-H-T-Y??? n***a A-G's Baby G-A-N-G-S-T-A G's Loc'in up Slob n***as gettin' broken up Trey Five Seven automatic Slobs smokin' up Desert Eagle havin' Slob n***as meet their maker Cause once I got it in my hands it's a life taker Peace maker breakin' n***a f** all my enemies I wouldn't even spit a?? like k**in' me Cause it's the A-G n***a Rip Ride A's up That n***a Bone is a straight loc'd Compton nut The muthaf**in' A-Drive Slob-a** n***as better recognize [G-BONE] Slob n***as better recognize That the Rips don't C givin' a f** We jumpin' out the backs of trucks With K's up's 2-50 round clips tape tight Hundred shots spread n***as spreadin' hundred slugs makin' Slobs drop n***as droppin' b**hes, floppin' everybody's screamin' please Slob n***as momas gettin' shot down at their knees n***a ain't no love, ain't no pity f** that bullsh** n***a I said f** peace This the A Drive Crip Baby gangster Bone, Ace and Deuce n***a B.K. I'm pullin' them motherf**in' triggers Slob n***as ain't gettin' away Atlantic a**?? cause n***a this is how we do ??? the Ru's,??? this It's the blue side Trues I rips a Slob, n***as slip die loc Cause the life that you live Ain't naythin' but a damn joke Yes smoked cause you Slob n***as wasn't payin' attention So you motherf**in' Slobs keep on slippin' Yeah n***a South Atlantic Drive Compton motherf**in' Crip in the house Gangsta Bone, Young Face, that n***a Big Bun, n***a don't panic

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