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bloods crips - piru love كلمات الأغنية

(young malcolm)
what’s happ’nin’ bloooood?
oh baby, oh baby
i say-ay-ay-y-y-y-y
piruuuu loooove, babyyyyy
baby-y-y-y-y-y-y-y-y
piruuuu looooove
piru looove
babyyyyy

(bl–dy mary)
now in the bity of bompton
lime hood is down with the mob
holly hood and cross atlantic off of bompton boulevard
every town has an elm street but not a freddy krueger
don’t get caught
in the jungle’s or a park called lueders
on rosecrans p-ss oleander at the light
tree top is to the left, fruit town is on the right
1-5-1’s and westside pirus slay past dark
and the only other blood hood is campanella park
hacienda, swans and bounty hunters’ll call ya number
rollin’ 30’s and 20’s outlaws, sixx deuce brims will put you under
cabbage patch, center park, harvard park, athens park too
scottsdale, neighborhood, hawth-rne, waterfront, all pirus
l.a. denver lanes, there’s more in pasadena
avenues, blood stone, inglewood family
the pueblos, blood stone villians, black p. stone
circle city and eastside bishops got it goin’ on
with the m.g.’s, queen street, v.n.g’s ain’t no stoppin’ the
village town, eastside pain, crenshaw mafia
be-bop watts, city stones and the skylines
don’t say cuz ’cause blood, this is piru all the time

(young malcolm)
piruuuuu loooove
westsiiiiiide
babyyyyyy
piruuuu
piruuuuu loooove
bompton piruuuuuu
babyyyyyy

(redrum 781)
now – the settin is in the m-th-f-ckin’ oneway
n-gg-s banged up, meetin’ up on a sunday
run across the street just to get some brews and sh-t
well, what do you know?
a n-gg- slippin’ wearin’ flue and sh-t
it’s on, i take the flag out my pocket, then
wrap it around my knuckles make a fist
and lock it
deposit a blow to the jaw as i bank him
break a 40 on top of the counter then i shank him
leave him layin’ in the color he hates the most
but it don’t matter now
cause he’s a g-ngb-ngin’ ghost
crab is the meat on my menu
piru is the gang
h-ll, i was been through
but i’m a soldier to the very end
i hate crabs with the p-ssion, my att-tude is grim, so
i slip clips in the automatics
n-gg-s wanna roll through
no, i ain’t havin’ it
the homies are down and the girls are obedient
crabs ain’t naythin’ but gumbo ingredients
steadily gettin’ dip addin’ dogs to the roster
what d’you call a ugly crip?
what? a c-monster

(bl–dy mary)
piru is crip in reverse, put the c’s on his back
your egg sh-ll-lobster lie–ss face is gonna crack
crip: beware of the true, the glitty-glitty glock tick-tock
crabs i stop piru, yo
your momma can suck a dogs d-ck and die
chicken little crab scared of the red apples fallin’ from the sky
d-ropped and a-bomb e-ricket blood was shed
a-c-n-d
another crab n-gg- dead
oh m-th-f-ckin’ well punk b-tches
come over to my place
i take
you on a little trip, it
starts with the r
ends with e-d
the riverbed you’ll be lyin’ and lookin’ up at me
crab–ss ho’s
they get the f-ckin’ middle
n-gg-s think it’s a joke
it ain’t no m-th-f-ckin’ riddle
your rat pack’ll get packed right in a box, sent to
your dead homies, momma right down to the block
n-gg-s felt like they hard and then they gon’ try check me
i finna let your -ss know
you need to respect me
cause although you ain’t sayin’ sh-t
you gettin’ on my nerves
fl-ster–ss flue-wearin’ n-gg-s gettin’ served

(young malcolm)
piruuuuuu loooooove, baaabyyyy
(piru looo-o-ove)
piruuuuuuu looooove, baaaabyyyyy
(yee-e-e-aaah)
piruuuuuuuu loooooove, babyyyy
(…i’m gonna be a piru)
piruuuuuuuuuuuu looooooove, babyyyyy
(piru loo-o-ove, baby)

(redrum 781)
back on the set after being locked down
crabs locked down and i love the way a glock sounds
crownin’ m-th-f-ckas like checkers
and i be puttin’ n-gg-s to sleep so they will respect us (ohh yeah)
i got a vision in my head and you’re a dead man
when i roll in a stole red minivan
i’m on a mission through the m-th-f-ckin’ east side inglewood against compton
a c-k ride
i glide throught the park in the dark with my gun out
bickin’ back being bool in a little dugout
wait for the moment to serve ’em
what the m-th-f-ckas don’t know
just might hurt ’em
i c-cked back the godd-mn hammer
and aim
directly for the fool who talkin’ sh-t up in the slammer
i guess he thought that i forgot but no
i didn’t for the one that caught the slug – good riddance
and if you wanna run for the trees
i’ma stop all that
by shooting for the knees
redrum is audi 5ooo g
kelly park started in ’85 and ended in ’93

(young malcolm)
piruuuu loooove babyyyyyy…
piru loo-o-ove
i said piru love

(bl–dy mary)
rest in peace to the homie killa wack
to lil’ homie kay ron
o.g. tookie, iceberg, we love y’all
westside avenue piru
b.h.i.p
to lil’ homie from eastside bounty hunter watts
lil’ jay
lil’ fang fang
denver
t.i.

(redrum 781)
mafias in peace
my homegirl jackie
big bazzaro
sneak
stacy lok

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