Luyện nghe bài hát Crip Wit Up

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

Awwww!
Emcees I
Don't play no games, don't
Got my Slip, playin 'round with the clip
Ready to slap a bitch, and off at the lip
Whatchu want somethin', get my gauge and pop
Quick to pull it out, clop somethin
What the fuck all y'all niggas want to know about the
Actin like y'all niggas ain't really my name
Nigga you see, we gangstas, and all
Let it spark, get the through the dark and all
See 'em all through the parkin lot
Give a homeboys 'cause we sparks it off
I'm a R.A.W. dog from the D.P.G.
And I'll be one and duchess emsee
When ya catch us in the cut and ya lookin what
believe it be Daz and that nigga Kurupt
We got it all locked down 'cause you ain't 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 dead a train, motherfucker
And gettin busy like an everyday
Beach, Eastside insane, motherfucker

[Chorus - 2x

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

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

I move out bitch at the age of sixteen
Got my M-16 at eighteen
First thing I was 11-8 gangstas
Then don't ya know, by the 6-0's
Ya got quoted, well I did nigga
Quoted on by, ?, Embart, and
In this we in homie it's all about stripes
The fool thinkin a nigga settle with kids and a wife
a bitch homie, but I warned you homeboy
You can't beat on 'em in California, call the cops on ya
in the illy philly Philadel
When from and Dekes to heat and Canishel
When rhymin on the block, to mini-macks and knots
The macks, petas, mini-mags, and glocks,

- Daz] 2x

Oh yea, we are most definately in
about now
Dogg Pound
Kurupt and Dat Daz
Pushin all them other to the side
All the ran out on us
Shit, soundin dope, we right here
Kurupt and Dat Nigga Daz flushes*}
Took five years to digest shit
So now you got it, be-atch!