Slob 187
by Nationwide Rip Ridaz
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[SCARFACE]
I woke up
One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape
Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape
Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-C B-D drive-by
As his mama, daddy screamin´, cryin´ ask me why
But they don´t know that I don´t give a fuck
I hope to meet wagon van man hurry up and clean this Slob up
My mama told me stay away from the gang
But at the same time I keep my blue rag and my blue strings
I used to drag a Slob down the street, kick out his teeth
And bang his head against the concrete
And my neighbors wasn´t no muthafuckin´ snitches
I jacked a Slob for his riches when I done in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn´t wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down B-G
Scarface Atlantic Drive Compton Crip I can´t stand R-E-D
So that´s the main point and the facts
So let me grab my gat - bust back
Cause this is Snoop attack
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin´ graves is where the Snoops lyin´
Y´all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two C´s from Compton Crip Cuz and I´m outta here
[INCH]
Betta watch your back
This is Piru 187
Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11
A Kelly with a gun won´t run and hide
It´s a nigga Crip Inch and comin´ from the East Side
Watch these Slobs just run and duck
Cause I ain´t givin´ up nuthin´ but bad luck
Gotta kill at will
So I pack my steel
Put a Slob on the ground and Cuz that´s real
You might say that I´m too far gone
Mind lost and tossed
Of the age of the terrordome
Now I´m off to just makin´ a brains hang
Runnin´ the streets with the muthafuckin´ K gang
One down but I still ain´t hurt
Cause I´m killin´ Slobs off from here to Gettesburg
The Mac-11 gon´ pop pop pop
You get a hole in your head cause I just can´t stop
[G-BONE]
Slobs can´t getaway from this itchy trigga finger
Straight Slob killin´ Cuz I´m a Crip
Fuck them niggas
Peel their caps cack with a muthafuckin´ Tec-9
Slob-ass niggas better muthafuckin´ recognize
This is the Slob killa A-D double C
Flee dog B-Dog
Kill a Cuz I´m a L-O-C
Sendin´ Slob niggas on the stairway to hell
I can´t inhale cause I can´t stand that dead lobster smell
So dump that nigga in a dizitch
All Slob killa and that includes a Snoop Bitch
They always set a Crip up
And won´t give a fuck
That´s why I stick the Cripalettes cause they cock this bomb as fuck
But you know you gotta watch their punk-ass ho´s too
Cause some Cripalette got love for die-´Rus
A ho ain´t shit
Sure ´nuff by a Slob bitch
Cause they would fuck a Slob
And come suck a Crip dick
I can´t trust the ho and I don´t fuck with Slobs
I´m a Locsta and fuck all oo-lobs
This is a muthafuckin´ C-R-I-P
Ain´t no love for an S-L-O-B
[AWOL]
I´m givin´ up the K to some Slobs on they dome
Slobs wanna trip, Slob nigga bring it on
Shot a Slob´s dome with this 30-06
Infra-red scope with the 30 round clip
A Compton Crip
Bat man, don´t step too close
Cause you´s a Slob-ass ex Crip nigga from East Coast
That nigga Dog better watch his dome
My dick still in his mouth so my nigga it´s on
You ain´t a dog, you´s a M-U-T
On the nuts of a Compton B-G
Fuck Bangin´ On Wax and fuck that True Blue tape
Fuck everybody hood if they dissin´ the K
C, I get it strap and I´m ready for a 211
Catch a Slob and it´s Slob 187
[TROLL]
S-N-O-O-P to the K
Make way when I spray Slobs just ain´t safe
Cause it´s on with them muthafuckin´ off-brand niggas servin´ ´Rus like
Dinner with this itchy trigga finger
Puttin´ brains to the side walk to end all talk
Bitch Slobs get chalked when they slip and get caught
Fuck all die-´Rus and the families have made ´em
Niggas grew up claimin´ Snoops and now can´t shit save ´em
When the set trip is on Slobs cover your dome
I catch a cap to the hat when I´m gattin´ the chrome
Lettin´ off in your muthafuckin´ hood dead rags better duck
Cause a Kelly is up to no good
See you wearing your colors and watch Troll unload
And leave you dead shirt camouflage with 16 holes
Glock 9 causin´ doom like that muthafuckin´ Armageddon
When I step in Slob´s turn bitch when they see my weapon
To the head cause there ain´t no love
Ask you: "where you from?" and blast if your ass say Blood
Cause it´s a straight Compton Crip
Teachin´ ooo-lobs
Fuck all y´all
I´m claimin´ Slob 187
[RIDER J]
Fuck a Slob, fuck a ´Ru
And anybody else too
See Cuz I gotta do for me
Makin´ dollars, cluckin´ ends for my A-D-C
A ´Ru or a Snoop ain´t hard to do away
Grab my 9 if you miss to straight spray niggas
Any Slob killa
You can´t come kickin´ in my hood muthafucka cause I peel ya
I´m rollin´ through your hood with much Crip
Disrespect
Blue´d up on Atlantic and it´s time to set
Settle
The muthafuckin´ score
Tec-9 bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don´t know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-C up niggas!
I woke up
One morning ran outside because I seen yellow tape
Another Slob lying down because he tried to escape
Another A-T-L-A-N-T-I-C B-D drive-by
As his mama, daddy screamin´, cryin´ ask me why
But they don´t know that I don´t give a fuck
I hope to meet wagon van man hurry up and clean this Slob up
My mama told me stay away from the gang
But at the same time I keep my blue rag and my blue strings
I used to drag a Slob down the street, kick out his teeth
And bang his head against the concrete
And my neighbors wasn´t no muthafuckin´ snitches
I jacked a Slob for his riches when I done in these ditches
You know last year a lotta Slobs made a mistake
They couldn´t wait to join a gang so their lives to be take
By me - another down B-G
Scarface Atlantic Drive Compton Crip I can´t stand R-E-D
So that´s the main point and the facts
So let me grab my gat - bust back
Cause this is Snoop attack
All Slobs should be dead by the 9-5
Cause in the muthafuckin´ graves is where the Snoops lyin´
Y´all niggas keep the world a blue atmosphere
Two C´s from Compton Crip Cuz and I´m outta here
[INCH]
Betta watch your back
This is Piru 187
Put a Slob on his back with the Mac-11
A Kelly with a gun won´t run and hide
It´s a nigga Crip Inch and comin´ from the East Side
Watch these Slobs just run and duck
Cause I ain´t givin´ up nuthin´ but bad luck
Gotta kill at will
So I pack my steel
Put a Slob on the ground and Cuz that´s real
You might say that I´m too far gone
Mind lost and tossed
Of the age of the terrordome
Now I´m off to just makin´ a brains hang
Runnin´ the streets with the muthafuckin´ K gang
One down but I still ain´t hurt
Cause I´m killin´ Slobs off from here to Gettesburg
The Mac-11 gon´ pop pop pop
You get a hole in your head cause I just can´t stop
[G-BONE]
Slobs can´t getaway from this itchy trigga finger
Straight Slob killin´ Cuz I´m a Crip
Fuck them niggas
Peel their caps cack with a muthafuckin´ Tec-9
Slob-ass niggas better muthafuckin´ recognize
This is the Slob killa A-D double C
Flee dog B-Dog
Kill a Cuz I´m a L-O-C
Sendin´ Slob niggas on the stairway to hell
I can´t inhale cause I can´t stand that dead lobster smell
So dump that nigga in a dizitch
All Slob killa and that includes a Snoop Bitch
They always set a Crip up
And won´t give a fuck
That´s why I stick the Cripalettes cause they cock this bomb as fuck
But you know you gotta watch their punk-ass ho´s too
Cause some Cripalette got love for die-´Rus
A ho ain´t shit
Sure ´nuff by a Slob bitch
Cause they would fuck a Slob
And come suck a Crip dick
I can´t trust the ho and I don´t fuck with Slobs
I´m a Locsta and fuck all oo-lobs
This is a muthafuckin´ C-R-I-P
Ain´t no love for an S-L-O-B
[AWOL]
I´m givin´ up the K to some Slobs on they dome
Slobs wanna trip, Slob nigga bring it on
Shot a Slob´s dome with this 30-06
Infra-red scope with the 30 round clip
A Compton Crip
Bat man, don´t step too close
Cause you´s a Slob-ass ex Crip nigga from East Coast
That nigga Dog better watch his dome
My dick still in his mouth so my nigga it´s on
You ain´t a dog, you´s a M-U-T
On the nuts of a Compton B-G
Fuck Bangin´ On Wax and fuck that True Blue tape
Fuck everybody hood if they dissin´ the K
C, I get it strap and I´m ready for a 211
Catch a Slob and it´s Slob 187
[TROLL]
S-N-O-O-P to the K
Make way when I spray Slobs just ain´t safe
Cause it´s on with them muthafuckin´ off-brand niggas servin´ ´Rus like
Dinner with this itchy trigga finger
Puttin´ brains to the side walk to end all talk
Bitch Slobs get chalked when they slip and get caught
Fuck all die-´Rus and the families have made ´em
Niggas grew up claimin´ Snoops and now can´t shit save ´em
When the set trip is on Slobs cover your dome
I catch a cap to the hat when I´m gattin´ the chrome
Lettin´ off in your muthafuckin´ hood dead rags better duck
Cause a Kelly is up to no good
See you wearing your colors and watch Troll unload
And leave you dead shirt camouflage with 16 holes
Glock 9 causin´ doom like that muthafuckin´ Armageddon
When I step in Slob´s turn bitch when they see my weapon
To the head cause there ain´t no love
Ask you: "where you from?" and blast if your ass say Blood
Cause it´s a straight Compton Crip
Teachin´ ooo-lobs
Fuck all y´all
I´m claimin´ Slob 187
[RIDER J]
Fuck a Slob, fuck a ´Ru
And anybody else too
See Cuz I gotta do for me
Makin´ dollars, cluckin´ ends for my A-D-C
A ´Ru or a Snoop ain´t hard to do away
Grab my 9 if you miss to straight spray niggas
Any Slob killa
You can´t come kickin´ in my hood muthafucka cause I peel ya
I´m rollin´ through your hood with much Crip
Disrespect
Blue´d up on Atlantic and it´s time to set
Settle
The muthafuckin´ score
Tec-9 bullets muthafuckas now open up the door
And to you Slob muthafuckas that don´t know me
Fuck your sets and your dead homies
A-D-C up niggas!