Crippin'-C-Bo

Crippin' - C-Bo feat. Daz Dillinger [C-Bo] Yea, that ni**a C-Bo and Dat Ni**a Daz Putting it down for the real riders Fa sho [C-Bo Hook] Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang Aint nothing damm thang change All y'all niggas, y'all can't ***** with me we throwing up the C Tell me what y'all want to do and how y'all niggas really wanted to be [C-Bo Chorus] We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let's ride [C-Bo] It's C-Bo and that ni**a daz in an four rag With an auto mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street Like Daz would die for 21 Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man For the guard and blocks for the Insane If you down for your gang and throw your rags in the air Flag the mother *****ers like you just don't care Im going to ride for mine, do or die for mine South side duce nine, Long Beach eastside We going ride together, sly eye together We going crip and die together, getting high forever [Daz Dillinger] C-Bo, Daz Dillie Serving other niggas in their city, getting greedy Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly Now it's time to get stupid or really (Yea) High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone Me and C-Bo we keep going zone to zone My type reaps are anonymous Coke, w**d, *****, feeds we dropping them Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that's on the real Rhino we explode like dynamite How many niggas getting killed tonight Is you, you, yo