Crippin' Ain't Easy Lyrics
| Song | Crippin' Ain't Easy |
| Artist | Bloods & Crips |
| Album | Bangin on Wax |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : A Love, B.K., Blue Rag ... | |
| (FO' CLIPS) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' - in the city) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (It's fun - It's fun) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' - in the city) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (But it's fun) | |
| Check it out | |
| (DO OR DIE) | |
| Do or Die is the name of the nigga who be dreamin' | |
| Uh, of killin' Slobs and listen to 'em screamin' | |
| Or see him dyin' on their front yard | |
| I kept this Slob bendin' a corner | |
| I'm shootin' up his fuckin' car | |
| Or catchin' him slippin' at his own tip | |
| I shoot the muthafucka up | |
| To make sure his cap is peeled (right) | |
| And shoot his friends at the funeral | |
| It's do or die muthafucka | |
| It's all about survival | |
| A khakis down fo' life G | |
| And I'm killin' him | |
| Cause he's tryin' to kill me (ooh yeah) | |
| So I creep to kill a Snoop (right) | |
| Fill his ass full of lead and have you troll him like a hoola-hoop (damn!) | |
| And leave him dying when I'm done | |
| Cause crippin' ain't easy | |
| But it's damn sure fun | |
| (FO' CLIPS) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' ain't easy) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (But it's fun, ye-ye-yeah) | |
| (BLUE RAG) | |
| I'm loc'd to the fullest like a goddamn nutcase | |
| With two fresh blue rags tied on my face | |
| Fruitfully thinking with my gangsta mentality | |
| To bringin' this Crip shit from the streets to reality | |
| They call me the big | |
| Bad-ass Blue Rag who sag | |
| And carry a 4-4 mag | |
| Cause it's a fee, a fi, a fo, a fum | |
| I smell a Slob | |
| So now it's time I kill me one | |
| Or two or three | |
| Them C from the scene G | |
| On my way to hook up with B-K | |
| (B-K) | |
| B-K Slob killa straight mafia | |
| And hollow point is in the gat that's what I got for ya | |
| When I pull the trigger | |
| And straight blast it | |
| Shootin' your ass and gettin' you ready for the casket (ooh yeah) | |
| I'm killin' Snoops in a worst way (ooh yeah) | |
| I got my B.K.-47 | |
| And it's B.K. allday | |
| So when I'm rollin' in the G-Ride | |
| Committin' homicide (yeah) | |
| 1-8-7 ride-by | |
| And if I'm off to another hood dippin' and crippin' | |
| Set trippin' | |
| Bound to catch a Slob slippin' (CaRIPS!!!)* | |
| (*CAlifornia Revolutionary Independent Pistol Slinger* ) | |
| Gun him down like a hunter cause it's Slob season | |
| Don't ask why | |
| They crippin', see the reason | |
| (FO' CLIPS) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' - it ain't easy) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (But it's fun, ye-ye-ye-yeah) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' it ain't easy in the city) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (But it's fun, but it's fun, yeah) | |
| (SIN) | |
| Sayin' ain't no muthafuckin' buddy friend | |
| So if you come to the grave I push your muthafuckin' ass in there | |
| You can't run from the hellrazor | |
| And if you fuck with the blue team we damn sure got to fade ya | |
| Just like we fade them muthafuckin' (censored) | |
| It's time to put the pigs away and let 'em C-C's out to box | |
| And let the Sin known cause fool this is Compton | |
| East Side killa knows that's always mobbin' up fools | |
| Deuce Five Deuce with a district | |
| A G born in Compton if your monkey ass is listenin' | |
| Somebody shoulda taught you from the old school | |
| Like them mark-ass Niggas With Attitude | |
| But we fuck 'em | |
| Cause they don't mean shit anyway | |
| And where I'm from | |
| You'll make them muthafuckas look fake | |
| Straight balling on them thangs in the gangsta lean | |
| One down ass Crip straight bustin' | |
| And won't hesitate to peel a cap | |
| But I'd rather make snaps, bust raps than to bust caps (yeah that's right) | |
| Cause it's all about survival (yeah) | |
| And rather you slangin', hangin' or bangin' | |
| Your life is just as short as vital side (oh yeah) | |
| I'm mentally depressin' | |
| Listen to the Crip and learn a quick brief, listen up | |
| (FO' CLIPS) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' it ain't easy) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (But it's fun, yeah ) | |
| Crippin' ain't easy - in the city | |
| (Crippin' - in the city) | |
| But it's fun, yeah | |
| (But it's fun, yeah)... |
| zuo ci : A Love, B. K., Blue Rag ... | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| It' s fun It' s fun | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun | |
| Check it out | |
| DO OR DIE | |
| Do or Die is the name of the nigga who be dreamin' | |
| Uh, of killin' Slobs and listen to ' em screamin' | |
| Or see him dyin' on their front yard | |
| I kept this Slob bendin' a corner | |
| I' m shootin' up his fuckin' car | |
| Or catchin' him slippin' at his own tip | |
| I shoot the muthafucka up | |
| To make sure his cap is peeled right | |
| And shoot his friends at the funeral | |
| It' s do or die muthafucka | |
| It' s all about survival | |
| A khakis down fo' life G | |
| And I' m killin' him | |
| Cause he' s tryin' to kill me ooh yeah | |
| So I creep to kill a Snoop right | |
| Fill his ass full of lead and have you troll him like a hoolahoop damn! | |
| And leave him dying when I' m done | |
| Cause crippin' ain' t easy | |
| But it' s damn sure fun | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeyeyeah | |
| BLUE RAG | |
| I' m loc' d to the fullest like a goddamn nutcase | |
| With two fresh blue rags tied on my face | |
| Fruitfully thinking with my gangsta mentality | |
| To bringin' this Crip shit from the streets to reality | |
| They call me the big | |
| Badass Blue Rag who sag | |
| And carry a 44 mag | |
| Cause it' s a fee, a fi, a fo, a fum | |
| I smell a Slob | |
| So now it' s time I kill me one | |
| Or two or three | |
| Them C from the scene G | |
| On my way to hook up with BK | |
| BK | |
| BK Slob killa straight mafia | |
| And hollow point is in the gat that' s what I got for ya | |
| When I pull the trigger | |
| And straight blast it | |
| Shootin' your ass and gettin' you ready for the casket ooh yeah | |
| I' m killin' Snoops in a worst way ooh yeah | |
| I got my B. K. 47 | |
| And it' s B. K. allday | |
| So when I' m rollin' in the GRide | |
| Committin' homicide yeah | |
| 187 rideby | |
| And if I' m off to another hood dippin' and crippin' | |
| Set trippin' | |
| Bound to catch a Slob slippin' CaRIPS!!! | |
| CAlifornia Revolutionary Independent Pistol Slinger | |
| Gun him down like a hunter cause it' s Slob season | |
| Don' t ask why | |
| They crippin', see the reason | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' it ain' t easy | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeyeyeyeah | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' it ain' t easy in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, but it' s fun, yeah | |
| SIN | |
| Sayin' ain' t no muthafuckin' buddy friend | |
| So if you come to the grave I push your muthafuckin' ass in there | |
| You can' t run from the hellrazor | |
| And if you fuck with the blue team we damn sure got to fade ya | |
| Just like we fade them muthafuckin' censored | |
| It' s time to put the pigs away and let ' em CC' s out to box | |
| And let the Sin known cause fool this is Compton | |
| East Side killa knows that' s always mobbin' up fools | |
| Deuce Five Deuce with a district | |
| A G born in Compton if your monkey ass is listenin' | |
| Somebody shoulda taught you from the old school | |
| Like them markass Niggas With Attitude | |
| But we fuck ' em | |
| Cause they don' t mean shit anyway | |
| And where I' m from | |
| You' ll make them muthafuckas look fake | |
| Straight balling on them thangs in the gangsta lean | |
| One down ass Crip straight bustin' | |
| And won' t hesitate to peel a cap | |
| But I' d rather make snaps, bust raps than to bust caps yeah that' s right | |
| Cause it' s all about survival yeah | |
| And rather you slangin', hangin' or bangin' | |
| Your life is just as short as vital side oh yeah | |
| I' m mentally depressin' | |
| Listen to the Crip and learn a quick brief, listen up | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' it ain' t easy | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeah... |
| zuò cí : A Love, B. K., Blue Rag ... | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| It' s fun It' s fun | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun | |
| Check it out | |
| DO OR DIE | |
| Do or Die is the name of the nigga who be dreamin' | |
| Uh, of killin' Slobs and listen to ' em screamin' | |
| Or see him dyin' on their front yard | |
| I kept this Slob bendin' a corner | |
| I' m shootin' up his fuckin' car | |
| Or catchin' him slippin' at his own tip | |
| I shoot the muthafucka up | |
| To make sure his cap is peeled right | |
| And shoot his friends at the funeral | |
| It' s do or die muthafucka | |
| It' s all about survival | |
| A khakis down fo' life G | |
| And I' m killin' him | |
| Cause he' s tryin' to kill me ooh yeah | |
| So I creep to kill a Snoop right | |
| Fill his ass full of lead and have you troll him like a hoolahoop damn! | |
| And leave him dying when I' m done | |
| Cause crippin' ain' t easy | |
| But it' s damn sure fun | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeyeyeah | |
| BLUE RAG | |
| I' m loc' d to the fullest like a goddamn nutcase | |
| With two fresh blue rags tied on my face | |
| Fruitfully thinking with my gangsta mentality | |
| To bringin' this Crip shit from the streets to reality | |
| They call me the big | |
| Badass Blue Rag who sag | |
| And carry a 44 mag | |
| Cause it' s a fee, a fi, a fo, a fum | |
| I smell a Slob | |
| So now it' s time I kill me one | |
| Or two or three | |
| Them C from the scene G | |
| On my way to hook up with BK | |
| BK | |
| BK Slob killa straight mafia | |
| And hollow point is in the gat that' s what I got for ya | |
| When I pull the trigger | |
| And straight blast it | |
| Shootin' your ass and gettin' you ready for the casket ooh yeah | |
| I' m killin' Snoops in a worst way ooh yeah | |
| I got my B. K. 47 | |
| And it' s B. K. allday | |
| So when I' m rollin' in the GRide | |
| Committin' homicide yeah | |
| 187 rideby | |
| And if I' m off to another hood dippin' and crippin' | |
| Set trippin' | |
| Bound to catch a Slob slippin' CaRIPS!!! | |
| CAlifornia Revolutionary Independent Pistol Slinger | |
| Gun him down like a hunter cause it' s Slob season | |
| Don' t ask why | |
| They crippin', see the reason | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' it ain' t easy | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeyeyeyeah | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' it ain' t easy in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, but it' s fun, yeah | |
| SIN | |
| Sayin' ain' t no muthafuckin' buddy friend | |
| So if you come to the grave I push your muthafuckin' ass in there | |
| You can' t run from the hellrazor | |
| And if you fuck with the blue team we damn sure got to fade ya | |
| Just like we fade them muthafuckin' censored | |
| It' s time to put the pigs away and let ' em CC' s out to box | |
| And let the Sin known cause fool this is Compton | |
| East Side killa knows that' s always mobbin' up fools | |
| Deuce Five Deuce with a district | |
| A G born in Compton if your monkey ass is listenin' | |
| Somebody shoulda taught you from the old school | |
| Like them markass Niggas With Attitude | |
| But we fuck ' em | |
| Cause they don' t mean shit anyway | |
| And where I' m from | |
| You' ll make them muthafuckas look fake | |
| Straight balling on them thangs in the gangsta lean | |
| One down ass Crip straight bustin' | |
| And won' t hesitate to peel a cap | |
| But I' d rather make snaps, bust raps than to bust caps yeah that' s right | |
| Cause it' s all about survival yeah | |
| And rather you slangin', hangin' or bangin' | |
| Your life is just as short as vital side oh yeah | |
| I' m mentally depressin' | |
| Listen to the Crip and learn a quick brief, listen up | |
| FO' CLIPS | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' it ain' t easy | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| Crippin' ain' t easy in the city | |
| Crippin' in the city | |
| But it' s fun, yeah | |
| But it' s fun, yeah... |
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