Load’n the Clip (Set Trip)

[Ice Cube sample]
"First I load the clip" x2

[BG SCARFACE]
Now I'm on Atlantic with the M16, in triple beam
I've been gangbangin' since I was 14
Compton south side had me gang related
Off-brands get regulated ?? in my city was most hated
Watch it when you givin' out threats to my Cripalettes
They comin' bacc with automatic TECs sprayin' you on deck
I'm on a mission with only 16 shots
A .40 Glock, a hollow tip, made your heartbeat stop
And explode, I'm 'bout to reload the clip
'Cause I'mma fold you by the hip, the homies told you if you slip
We got to Nationwide Rip Ridaz, gangbangin', ADC south side
?? lowriders and you mention who wanna ??
Compton CPT is what I represent
If I was Eiht I would smoke DJ Quik for Dollaz & Sense

[Ice Cube sample]
"First I load the clip" x3
"..and then I make the hit" x2

[AWOL]
You can call me Lucifer Deuce, see 'cause I'm killin' some shit
Droptop, Rosecrans with the .30-06
So when you see the triple six in the rifle
You're praying like fuck cause I'm the Devil's disciple
But fucc it, forgive me, don't say it won't happen again
God fucced up so now Satan is locked in
I'd rather throw up a sign than try to dance but
I'll be the nigga you tellin' to pull my pants up
What you missin' is a life gettin' took
'Cause it's too many niggas, tryna fit in the Guinness book
I gaffled so many niggas and bitches and tricks
So much shit that it just might not fit
So I sticc to killin' off-brands
I'm a motherfuccin' nigga with a blue rag, understand?

[Ice Cube sample]
"First I load the clip" x3
"..and then I make the hit" x2

[BG SCARFACE]
Cailin' up out your set, leavin' you and your homies wet
You regret a baby gangsta with this fully loaded TEC, respect
It's time to flex to Atlantic Drive and get the bulletproof vests
We only fucc with the Comptons that got 80s on their chests
Many blessings to the homies know be drivin' in peace
Atlantic Drive, south side, until we die we got beef
No retreat up on the street because we Comptons got heat
And after where we gangbangin' in the CPT

[AWOL]
Slob run 'cause I'm comin', I got my strap from Crip Hun
Let's do it for Crip Face, to keep you fools on the run
So soon as you touch down, we killin' a Fruit Town
Killin' a Palmer Joke, and watchin' the gun smoke
So run but you can't hide from the evil ass east side
Where slob niggas, die
I'm Kelly'd out in a motherfuccin' G-ride
On my way to smoke me a Elm Street, right, nigga
So don't trip, you can say that it's on
When I'm in a G-ride with the homie J-Bone
If he told me to do it, I got my strap and I done it
I killed a slob for no reason, 'cause I'm motherfuccin' gunnin', fool

[Ice Cube sample]
"First I load the clip" x3
"..and then I make the hit" x2
(Repeated in the background til fade)

[BG SCARFACE]
Yeah nigga, fucc all you Slob ass, off-brand ass motherfuckers
Y'all motherfuccers tried to serve us on Bangin' on Wax Part 2
Saga Continue, motherfuccer
But we served your bitch ass on the Nationwide Rip Ridaz, motherfuccer

[AWOL]
Chitty chitty gang bang, fucc the Damu gang, nigga
This the best of the C-side
No more Slobs alive nigga, K's up
Fucc all y'all buster-ass niggas
Ain't no more Bangin' on Wax, cuz
You ain't gotta guess the color of my shoestrings
They blue like a motherfucker, bitch!
Scared to say your shit, nigga
Crip gang, Crip gang
East Side Compton, fool, haha

[BG SCARFACE]
Yeah, WC, motherfuccer, I ain't tryna diss you or nothin', homeboy
But don't be talkin' 'bout motherfuccers who won't diss you on wax
'Cause we didn't diss your motherfuccin' ass
You got money and we broke
So don't tell me that we won't diss your ass
'Cause we didn't diss your motherfuccin' ass

[AWOL]
Come to the hood, cuz
Ey, Ice Cube, what city you from?
Straight outta Compton to South Central, nigga
Ain't no tellin', huh
Takin' work outta town on Grayhound
Y'all niggas better stop givin' up game old buster-ass niggas
'Cause if I get crack, I'm dumpin' on y'all
That's on the K, nigga, we really doin' this shit, nigga