Bloods and Crips Nationwide Lyrics

Verse One:
I cast out cased up Loc locked down I'm a Menace
I gives it up, I give a f___, a Loc for life cuz I'm with it
I see fresh, dressed like a million bucks
I am the lowest rip rida in the navy blue chucks
Not the low top type cuz they slip and they slide
with the high tops and the gangstaz with the stars on the side
I'm buckin all brands, all slobs, b____es and tricks
and I'm from Eastside Fushtown Mafia Crip
WATTS UP to my homiez on the 10 and the 5
In the cut on the street gettin paid on the front line
I rob for C side, death to my enemy
Mission to make a Mill and Chill with my Big Gz

Verse Two:
I got a heat for you slob n____z slippin
set trippin is my favorite pastime Loc cuz I'm crippin
See a slob if he swerve too deep in a Suburban
Pull up close to the curb, get up close so I can serve him
Ain't no mercey or grace
Put him in his place
Make every bullet count so put a slug in his face
Nationwide Eastside Watts Franklin Square Crip Ride
Another straight hood slippin another straight just died
I ain't lying when I say you see me dumpin
Eastside Nationwide Rip Ride is quick to move some (on that Eastside)

Verse Three:
The AGCs, straight rollin on that Eastside, right
Where gangstaz like to ride
and do a homicide
I catch a slob slippin
I break his f___in neck
and puttin these busta punk n____z straight in check
talkin 'bout youz a gangsta
n____ youz a busta
runnin slobs over
n____ you can't trust a
n____ from the A-V, A-L-O-N-G-E, S-T-A
and I'm a spray when I have ta
Busta, I case you out the hood
because you know the OG ?cellies? straight up to no good
wood, you try to test me and get stray dog
cuz I'll be rollin m____fuckaz like lumber jacks roll logs
Peep the real crippin
back in '69 you young rookies don't know s___
about your melon & big cookie
doing ?dips in green metals?
I'm that little bitty fella runnin around
while my n____z bustin caps
Hello, recognize n____ when those gangstaz comin through
dressed in blue
and we did it just for you
Not bangin on wax, but bangin for my turf
and I'll be tossin n____z like a m____fucking Nerf
and I'm out

Chours:
Nationwide Rip Ride, Rip Ridaz (4x)
Verse Four: Scarface and G-Bone
Don't panic, this Atlantic move my strap in your mouth
I empty clips on dat a__ for the m____fuckin south
never slippin steady dippin thats the way that we're crippin
buck a slob on the corner flammed up caught slippin
Gangsta Bone jumped out with the gauge point blank then said
n____ f___ slob, this the AD gang
slob n____z should have known that the bone is a killer
South Atlantic drop Compton Crip, f___ them slob n____z
Nationwide rip ride, n____ this the double S
young gangsta goin be your face puttin slobs to rest
n____ this crip so whats poppin wit that BK
like I said last time every dog has its day
Slobs keep slippin when I'm dippin comin up short
smoke like a m____fucker nine for the New Port
n____ this the AD rollin with the Southside
straight crip face Nationwide n____ rip ride

Verse Five:
Puttin it down ain't a m____fuckin thang to me either Loc
so I can miss the smoke
f___ a slob from Cedar
I'm on Alameda
On my way to Elm with the glock 10 mm
a Hoo-Ride ain't s___ to me
187 on the m____fuckin M-O-B
K, K-P-B-G, f___ a slob
AK 47 on the Lolly-Pop Mob, Loc
I'm Kelly Crip with my homiez from the N game
Eastside Rip Ride to the membrane
the 47 still giving it up
and f___ a slob, I'm a m____fuckin Compton Nut

Verse Six: Koollay
I represent that Eastside Rip
Don't even trip
When I hit you up with that Watts Franklin Crip
Fool ain't no stoppin when I'm out there wig shoppin
throwin down slobs from Inglewood to Compton
quick to pop up on deck with a teck
spot a slob and try my best to take off his neck
They should of told you about this Loc-sta
out there bangin, with killaz and sherm smokerz
I'm claimin F till I'm finally put to rest
and till then I'm bringing nothing but total death
Koollay Big G from the FC
Watts Franklin Crip till they burry me
Verse Seven: Big Cixx
The Eastside is where I ride
fool is get that straight FCG till I reach them Golden Gates
Do or Die, Crip or Cry, I thought I told ya
Runnin from C-I-X and I'm a fold ya
so think twice if your movin through my N hood
n____z see deep and them swears up to no good
Watts the city of Tombstone
the evil side same fool slippin
is the same fool just died
so remember what goes on in them tombstone
you ain't got your chrome you best stay at home
it ain't no joking around it ain't no suprise
you better recognize
Nationwide Rip Ride

Chorus
Northside, Southside, Eastside, Westside