Luyện nghe bài hát Crip Wit Up

[Chorus - Daz 2x
All my niggas won't you Crip me
All my bitches won't you with me
If you Crippin, you my e-ne-my
won't you Crip with me

Awwww!
Emcees I
Don't play no games, procrastinate
Got my homeboy Slip, playin with the clip
Ready to a bitch, and poppin' off at the lip
Whatchu somethin', get my gauge and pop somethin
Quick to pull it out, clop somethin
the fuck all y'all niggas want to know about the Gang
Actin y'all niggas ain't really knew my name
you see, we gangstas, hearts and all
Let it spark, get the niggas through the and all
See 'em all runnin the parkin lot
Give a fuck homeboys we sparks it off
I'm a R.A.W. dog assassin the D.P.G.
And I'll be one precious and duchess
ya catch us in the cut and ya lookin like what
Best believe it be Daz and that nigga
We got it all locked down 'cause you hittin no mo'
Washed up, the fuck, you ain't hittin no mo'
The radical, assassin, my gat is askin
To motherfuckin blast it, like elastic
Now you been a has been, out the game
Ran smack into a train, motherfucker
And gettin busy like an thing
Long Beach, Eastside insane,

[Chorus - 2x

Ske-daddle, emcees, well two ranest terrorists
Pterodactyl overlookin the plains, off a propane
Stickin niggas paraputic, poetical, we
propurized, punished, and executed
Don't say I shoot, shooted
You up against the grizzly, McKenzie
I'm on a friend, ain't nothin fun or
I'm headed to your friends be, yea motherfucker
You wanna bust it in or off the head
You heard what I motherfucker
Yea Kurupt, the fuck, kidnappin 'em duck

Niggas like you don't make it over
it's all about your heart and the clothes you wear

I move out this at the age of sixteen
Got my first M-16 at
First thing I knew was 11-8
don't ya know, moved by the 6-0's
Ya ever got quoted, I did nigga
on by, ?, Embart, and Harthone
In land we in homie it's all about stripes
The fool thinkin a nigga settle with kids and a wife
Fuck a homie, but I warned you homeboy
You can't beat on 'em in California, they'll the cops on ya
Born in the illy Philadel
When Sheltoe and Dekes to heat and Canishel
When from rhymin on the block, to mini-macks and
The macks, petas, mini-mags, and glocks,

[Chorus - 2x

Oh yea, we are definately in effect
Right now
Pound gangstas
Kurupt and Dat Daz
Pushin all other suckers to the side
All the ran out on us
Shit, we're soundin dope, we here
Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz flushes*}
Took five years to digest this
So now you got it, be-atch!