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nationwide rip ridaz – break-a-slob-down lyrics

[intro]
n-gg-
you know i had to get ya! (x4)

[verse 1: g-bone]
well it’s the m-th-f-ckin’ c
slob n-gg-s comin’ up short
rip ride, we slide to the m-th-f-ckin’ south flow
4 deep creepin’, b.g.’s on a mission
got word that the m-th-f-ckin’ slob n-gg-s slippin’
we about to put the m-th-fucin’ smash down
on these m-th-f-ckas on the other side of town
jumpin’ up out of the m-th-f-ckin’ g-ride
creepin’ up out of the m-th-f-ckin’ nutty from the blunt
there they go in a pack, slobs tryin’ to bick back
we put them triggers on them slob n-gg-s f-ck that
this -ss be sacked to the m-th-f-ckin’ g
blaze up the blunt, took a shot of the hennessy
we dippin’ back to the m-th-f-ckin’ c-side
two c’s, a.d., b.g. n-gg- rip ride
baby gangsta bone is a loc’ed out young n-gg-
straight slob killa, cuz i’m a crip, f-ck you n-gg-s
[chorus]
this is how we break a m-th-f-cka down
break a m-th-f-cka down, break a m-th-f-cka down
straight slob killa, cuz i’m a crip, f-ck you n-gg-s

[verse 2: awol]
some n-gg-s pulled up yellin’ about that slob sh-t
i said like spiggedy-one (spice 1), cuzz: ‘what part of the game is this?’
crip rich went to dumpin like he never bust no heat
the gauge blew him back and knocked the slob off his feet
came up down the alley when i clock my crip face hung
he said, “what’s crackin’ ‘wol?, i said, “run n-gg- run”
cuz we just peeled the slob on the corner of my street
we made her park her sh-t, we blew that slob in her jeep
then hung said “cuzz, i realize we got some m-th-f-ckin’ playa haters”
they hate me most cause they some f-ckin’ baby gangsta haters
i got cousins, i’m blowin’ relatives in half
and we kill family ingle-f-ggots wanna get my -ss
but i’m protected by the blue and the green
rat-tat-tat, put a elm in the gangsta league, cuzz
i guess that’s how this sh-t’s supposed to c
c-ck my glock, k’s up to 2pac, slob feel me

[chorus]

[verse 3: g-bone]
i’m givin’ up the c to these m-th-f-ckin’ snoops
slobs catchin’ the blues when a n-gg- dippin’ through
hand on my heat, pullin’ the trigger with the quickness
slobs feelin’ the m-th-f-ckin’ wrath of my cripness
crippin’ to the fullest cause n-gg- f-ck slobs, f-ck all slobs
n-gg- i’m a m-th-f-ckin’ crip, straight slob killa
showing these m-th-f-ckin’ slobs no love
these m-th-f-ckin’ slobs are gonna be chokin on they own blood
cause i’m fillin’ ’em up with this m-th-f-ckin’ hot lead
slob n-gg-s are slob b-tches and puttin’ them m-th-f-ckin’ red smoked out
a loccin’ n-gg- crippin’ is all a n-gg- know
dumpin’ these m-th-f-ckin’ slobs with my chrome .44
my n-gg-, face is killin’ up sh-t, slob n-gg-s feelin’ the pain
gangsta raw, makin’ ’em stain, drivin’ these slob n-gg-s insane
slobs can’t hang
i thought you know the bone is on my crip job
south side atlantic drive crip ride n-gg- f-ck slob

[chorus]

[verse 4: awol]
slobs better believe in heat on compton corners with glocks
cause i’ll c bustin’ elms a lot, yelling, “cuz, this is cedar block!”
confused, but they don’t wanna k.c.b.’s, original k.p.’s, o.b.g.’s and b.g.’s
too c’s up, my b-tch be laughin’ at me cause i’m a nut
awol c givin’ a f-ck, you f-ck with kelly, you f-ck up
cause i’m not the n-gg- you thought i was, n-gg- from kelly park compton, cuz
doin’ the sh-t like oklahoma, n-gg-s was not knowin’ what it was
blood killa, steady packin’ the heat
and piru killa, leavin you slobs 6 feet deep, sleep
you besta catch a.i.d.s if you believe in magic
or i’ll seen pumpin’ the trigger quick, leave the scenes tragic
slobs better be thinkin’ about it, better be thinkin’ about they sh-t
better be thinkin’ about they hood, thinkin’ about they slob b-tch
if she flame to f-ck up
i hope she’s red enough
but if she’s too f-ckin’ dry, i’m a have to help her out and wet her up

[chorus]

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