F.U.C.K
You say when your mama if she a Crab fool
The wack ass rhyme that you wrote was a bad tune
So you ended it up kid did die kinda quick
Send his ass a round 'cause the 8 is gettin' lit
Now Flue ass rap boy a burn in your pocket
You tried to put it out when you knew you couldn't stop it
Call yourself "Do or Die" so you can't do shit
You'll die painfully with the doctor standin' in your pull pit
Damn that was kinda sad the crab late night fight in the middle night was a blast awol ck kill so here then dead look for a way, ass so here we go out on a mission LISTEN cuz all the bullshit I'm dismissing half realistin hoe pe I'm half a list in hope for what you startzs Piru other way Inglewood and A9 Have a bloody day

I'm going out on a mission, a mission out clips to the homeboys grab the nine flex then we flex,=still making noise on our way to Kelly park hood khakis sagged up and red rum red stars looking real good then slippin and its on (Ignore) - and then still flexing ??noise on our way to kelly park hood khakis-sag red rum red stars looking real good now the n***as don't know slipping if its on, about to kill simp do or die ck gone legendary way sitting in your park on a swing swinging out your croupe with the redtop I know I sho(it) 4 So now we swoop with the coupe with the redtop thats a Inglewood yeah we can't stop so you say a slob bites the dust but every dog down rickets rust in must shooting like cops catch another slippin toaster/r has his day, but I see 187 Then I jag

Rip a crab in half n***a no you don't you know that your put a slug in your/that ass and leave that bitch lonely and if your wife is a and that so punk crab gang will be turnt up Crab red rambo letting ram flock die muthafuckas by the dozen and if you're wife is a Crab you'll be a lonely ass husband. Hey but a muthafuckin cap nuthin And if your Nick nack phaddy whack give a Crab a strap and bap. You fucked up coming in the wrong scruofry brov Now how does it feel with sherm in your lungs? take another second look at death you may be sorry bruv in scrap end *Eh Eh Eh Eh*

True blue muthafucka guess what might hit ya?
It ain't nuthin' nice living in the city where muthafuckas ain't feeling no pity. I hope you told your mama today that you loved her, cuz your life's been bought. Now I cannot figure the pot Starting taking gowersv move don't mind yo business just another slight another crabs life is took moved up slowly now I'm leaving nothing but a whole key shit just another slight casualty cuz I'll be damned if them damu-riding n***as gon' have me