It’s Regular

[Intro:]

Cripstreet Nigga on HoodStas Free Da Homies Nigga Naybahood

[Verse 1:]

I Bash Tramps and Etcetera
The Slobs, Weaksanes is boof, Faggots Get no Head up
Whole Clip Knock A Nigga Noodles Put that Vest up
Jahk Snitchin You trippin the mans got you
The One shot trippin the Tramp slippin he got him
Real Crip business I bouncin out of the [?]
Everybody hood day Im trippin on Anybody
Hoochies Lyin talkin bout they hangin Out

[Verse 2:]

FruitTruck Murder
The Girlies Never be Hangin Out
The Flowers think the trippin grab the pots cuz they water down
[?] My whole hood with the bouncin out
Shooter from my section I ain't bussin for no fuckin clout
Snot Niggas Bullshit way in gardena
Bro you say yo name killa and but came bussin out
Nigga This the gang where we really bash Sways
I'll knock a butt down and killa Twanc the same day
Tryna press da hood blank so im DirtRocc K
And when I catch A Von Nigga imma Make him do a backflip
Bubblegum niggas gettin popped like a [?]
Pull up on a Fake He gettin smashed like a Bug Quick

[Verse 3]

4.30 Stick Finna Slide Through The Nasties
Bouncin out the coup Finna Kill all The Maggots
Only thing is I got some Pies in the back bitch
Where the [?] at man them niggas hit the back fence
HouseShoe Bashin cuz them niggas on some [?] shit
Pull up at [?] slapp the strip up out the plastic
Free Yt that boy was flockin out the mansion
Yall park bullshit man that shit dont get Jurassic
The 8 got sticks on my momma they be Trampin
Slide Through his funeral and flip him out the casket
Man you know gang on some kill all the opps shit
40 got extension so we call that thang a Mob Stick
Free K9 that boy down for some hot shit
Pulled up on me but im still on the same block
And Drive tryna park so we called That thing a pitstop
Nigga turned on me sp he had to catch 6 shots
Jahk a Stain Nigga remember the name Nigga
If Meech dont got it you know imma flame niggas
CrazyOwe with me so its 8 to the Bay
I Catch a Flea Nigga Fuck A Fade pull the Thang
Dead FLag Murder I really hate Stains
To Make a Nigga down I put a LoSer in the grave
Free Yt Free Killa Free da gang
She ask me whats my name
Bitch for You its No Stains

[Bridge:]

Im Nine Fingers up for these motherfuckin Hoochies
Any Thing with a H no passes Fuck Hoochies
Sweater Gucci, Louie I done threw away the [?]
Clips like a movie [?]
All red beam sippin lean it got me woosie
And its rollin till they fill me up with lead bitch
Double back you better make sure that im dead bitch
Cuz if im not then imma fuck around and shread shit
You better kill em I ain't fuckin with no leg hits
It shoots fast so we call that thing a speed stick
It sound Fun So we shoot to make bleed bitch
Ay When niggas see the tech thats when the runnin gon come

[Verse: 4]

So I bounced out on him sending shots up out the drum
Imma let that thang ring till they callin out for help
Imma Flashy Individual I could it With No Wealth
And the 40 gotta a 30 that will make his face melt
Bitch It Lauren on the Draws
And its Gucci On the belt
Ain't Nobody there for you While you sittin in cell
And when a Nigga Bounce out everything top shelf
The Bubbles callin on the Hoochies cuz them niggas need Help
Bitch Im full flesh gas so I know Im going to hell
Anything lost my niggas Missing need to [?]
Watched the whole hood Damn there blowers off of 1 pass
Fuckin with some T Hats
Nigga we ain't feelin that
Hey there fuck nigga squeak where that gun at
That Nigga got snatched for them gang tats on his Back
Any nigga runnin up on Jahk he ain't runnin back
Grxmey Locs trippin if you slippin you can't get A Pass

[PreOutro:]

Fuck Tramps Im still gon slide on them niggas
Im still in the Fakes G-Slide on them niggas
When them Niggas come Back we ain't hiding from them niggas
And Im sippin on Lean for niggas thats sippin beer
I ain't never Jock stains just setting the records here
You know Ion give a fuck a nigga just stop caring
And when a nigga was in jail ain't nobody sitting my hearing
And On God My nigga its fuck Slobs
Catch a starving nigga trippin im feedin him Foe shots
I know the Tramp niggas mad We takin Over they Block
Chase bags out the back of the jag and Kill opps
Bullshit we bout that [?] and no B Hats
Fuck it turn around and Go again like a rematch
Them G’z we dont do that cuz they be on That 3 shit
Nigga runnin fast man fuck it pull the speed stick
40 got a 30 knock a nigga Off his feet shit

[Outro:]

Vermont Scared of Holly Park
Come shoot some shit