| Song | Break-A-Slob-Down |
| Artist | Crips |
| Album | Nationwide Rip Ridaz |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : AWOL, Big Freeze, Broncoe ... | |
| Nigga, | |
| You know I had to get ya! [x4] | |
| [G Bone] | |
| Well it's the muthafuccin C | |
| Slob niggas comin up short | |
| Rip Ride, we slide to the muthafuccin south flow | |
| 4 deep creepin, B.G.'s on a mission | |
| Got weird that the muthafuccin slob niggas slippin | |
| We about to put the muthafuccin smash down | |
| On these muthafuccas on the other side of town | |
| Jumpin up out of the muthafuccin G-ride | |
| Creepin up out of the muthafuccin Nutty from the blunt | |
| There they go in a pack, slobs tryin to big back | |
| We put them triggers on them slob niggas fuck that | |
| This ass be sacked to the muthafuccin G | |
| Blaze up the blunt, took a shot of that Hennesey | |
| We dippin back to the muthafuccin C-side | |
| Two C's, A.D., B.G. nigga Rip Ride | |
| Baby Gangsta Bone is a loc'ed out young nigga | |
| Straight slob killa, cuzz I'm a Crip, fucc you niggas | |
| [Chorus] | |
| This is how we brake a muthafucca down | |
| Brake a muthafucca down, Brake a muthafucca down | |
| -straight Slob killa, Cuzz I'm a Crip, fucc you niggas- | |
| [AWOL] | |
| Some niggas pulled up yellin about that slob shit | |
| 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 was crackin 'WOL ? -I said run nigga run | |
| But we just peeled the slob on the corner of my street | |
| When me and ??? we blewed that slob in her jeep | |
| And he said Cuzz, I realise we got some muthafuccin playa hatas | |
| They hate me most 'cause they some fuccin baby gangsta hatas | |
| I got cuzzins, I'm blewin relatives in half | |
| And we kill family if (?) wanna kick my ass | |
| 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 shit's supposed to C | |
| Cock my Glock, kay's up to 2pac, slob feel me | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [G Bone] | |
| I'm givin up the C to these muthafuccin snoops | |
| Slobs catchin the blues when a nigga dippin through | |
| Hand on my heat, pullin the trigger with the quickness | |
| Slobs feelin the muthafuccin wrath of my Cripness | |
| Crippin to the fullest 'cause nigga buck slobs, buck all slobs | |
| Nigga I'm a muthafuccin Crip straight slob killa | |
| Showin these muthafuccin slobs no love | |
| These muthafuccin slobs are gonna be chokin on they own blood | |
| Cause I'm fillin 'em up with this muthafuccin hot lead | |
| Slob niggas are slob bitches track and puttin them mathafuccin red smoked out | |
| A loccin nigga crippin is all a nigga know | |
| Dumpin these muthafuccin slobs with my chrome .44 | |
| My nigga Face is killin up shit, slob niggas feelin the pain | |
| Gangsta raw, makin 'em stain, drivin these slob niggas insane | |
| Slobs can't hang | |
| I tought you know the Bone is on my Crip job | |
| South Side Atlantic Drive Crip Ride nigga fucc slob | |
| [Chorus] | |
| [AWOL] | |
| Slobs better believe in heedle Compton corners with Glocks | |
| Cause I'll C bustin Elms a lot, yelling Cuzzins to see the Glock | |
| 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 bitch be laughin at me 'cause I'm a nut | |
| AWOL C givin a fuck, you fuck with Kelly, you fuck up | |
| Cause I'm not the nigga you thought I was, nigga from Kelly from Compton, Cuzz | |
| Doin the shit like Oaklahoma, niggas was not knowin what it was | |
| Blood killa, steady packin the heat | |
| A Piru killa, leavin you slobs 6 feet deep, sleep | |
| You besta catch Aids if you believe in magic | |
| A AC poppin the trigger quick, leave the scenes tragic | |
| Slobs better be thinkin about it, better be thinkin about they shit | |
| Better be thinkin about they hood, thinkin about they slob bitch | |
| If she frame to fuck up I hope she's wet enough | |
| But if she's too fuccin dry, I'm a have to help her out and ran her up | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo ci : AWOL, Big Freeze, Broncoe ... | |
| Nigga, | |
| You know I had to get ya! x4 | |
| G Bone | |
| Well it' s the muthafuccin C | |
| Slob niggas comin up short | |
| Rip Ride, we slide to the muthafuccin south flow | |
| 4 deep creepin, B. G.' s on a mission | |
| Got weird that the muthafuccin slob niggas slippin | |
| We about to put the muthafuccin smash down | |
| On these muthafuccas on the other side of town | |
| Jumpin up out of the muthafuccin Gride | |
| Creepin up out of the muthafuccin Nutty from the blunt | |
| There they go in a pack, slobs tryin to big back | |
| We put them triggers on them slob niggas fuck that | |
| This ass be sacked to the muthafuccin G | |
| Blaze up the blunt, took a shot of that Hennesey | |
| We dippin back to the muthafuccin Cside | |
| Two C' s, A. D., B. G. nigga Rip Ride | |
| Baby Gangsta Bone is a loc' ed out young nigga | |
| Straight slob killa, cuzz I' m a Crip, fucc you niggas | |
| Chorus | |
| This is how we brake a muthafucca down | |
| Brake a muthafucca down, Brake a muthafucca down | |
| straight Slob killa, Cuzz I' m a Crip, fucc you niggas | |
| AWOL | |
| Some niggas pulled up yellin about that slob shit | |
| I said like SpiggedyOne 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 was crackin ' WOL nbsp? I said run nigga run | |
| But we just peeled the slob on the corner of my street | |
| When me and nbsp??? we blewed that slob in her jeep | |
| And he said Cuzz, I realise we got some muthafuccin playa hatas | |
| They hate me most ' cause they some fuccin baby gangsta hatas | |
| I got cuzzins, I' m blewin relatives in half | |
| And we kill family if ? wanna kick my ass | |
| But I' m protected by the blue and the green | |
| Rattattat, put a Elm in the gangsta league, Cuzz | |
| I guess that' s how this shit' s supposed to C | |
| Cock my Glock, kay' s up to 2pac, slob feel me | |
| Chorus | |
| G Bone | |
| I' m givin up the C to these muthafuccin snoops | |
| Slobs catchin the blues when a nigga dippin through | |
| Hand on my heat, pullin the trigger with the quickness | |
| Slobs feelin the muthafuccin wrath of my Cripness | |
| Crippin to the fullest ' cause nigga buck slobs, buck all slobs | |
| Nigga I' m a muthafuccin Crip straight slob killa | |
| Showin these muthafuccin slobs no love | |
| These muthafuccin slobs are gonna be chokin on they own blood | |
| Cause I' m fillin ' em up with this muthafuccin hot lead | |
| Slob niggas are slob bitches track and puttin them mathafuccin red smoked out | |
| A loccin nigga crippin is all a nigga know | |
| Dumpin these muthafuccin slobs with my chrome . 44 | |
| My nigga Face is killin up shit, slob niggas feelin the pain | |
| Gangsta raw, makin ' em stain, drivin these slob niggas insane | |
| Slobs can' t hang | |
| I tought you know the Bone is on my Crip job | |
| South Side Atlantic Drive Crip Ride nigga fucc slob | |
| Chorus | |
| AWOL | |
| Slobs better believe in heedle Compton corners with Glocks | |
| Cause I' ll C bustin Elms a lot, yelling Cuzzins to see the Glock | |
| 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 bitch be laughin at me ' cause I' m a nut | |
| AWOL C givin a fuck, you fuck with Kelly, you fuck up | |
| Cause I' m not the nigga you thought I was, nigga from Kelly from Compton, Cuzz | |
| Doin the shit like Oaklahoma, niggas was not knowin what it was | |
| Blood killa, steady packin the heat | |
| A Piru killa, leavin you slobs 6 feet deep, sleep | |
| You besta catch Aids if you believe in magic | |
| A AC poppin the trigger quick, leave the scenes tragic | |
| Slobs better be thinkin about it, better be thinkin about they shit | |
| Better be thinkin about they hood, thinkin about they slob bitch | |
| If she frame to fuck up I hope she' s wet enough | |
| But if she' s too fuccin dry, I' m a have to help her out and ran her up | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : AWOL, Big Freeze, Broncoe ... | |
| Nigga, | |
| You know I had to get ya! x4 | |
| G Bone | |
| Well it' s the muthafuccin C | |
| Slob niggas comin up short | |
| Rip Ride, we slide to the muthafuccin south flow | |
| 4 deep creepin, B. G.' s on a mission | |
| Got weird that the muthafuccin slob niggas slippin | |
| We about to put the muthafuccin smash down | |
| On these muthafuccas on the other side of town | |
| Jumpin up out of the muthafuccin Gride | |
| Creepin up out of the muthafuccin Nutty from the blunt | |
| There they go in a pack, slobs tryin to big back | |
| We put them triggers on them slob niggas fuck that | |
| This ass be sacked to the muthafuccin G | |
| Blaze up the blunt, took a shot of that Hennesey | |
| We dippin back to the muthafuccin Cside | |
| Two C' s, A. D., B. G. nigga Rip Ride | |
| Baby Gangsta Bone is a loc' ed out young nigga | |
| Straight slob killa, cuzz I' m a Crip, fucc you niggas | |
| Chorus | |
| This is how we brake a muthafucca down | |
| Brake a muthafucca down, Brake a muthafucca down | |
| straight Slob killa, Cuzz I' m a Crip, fucc you niggas | |
| AWOL | |
| Some niggas pulled up yellin about that slob shit | |
| I said like SpiggedyOne 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 was crackin ' WOL nbsp? I said run nigga run | |
| But we just peeled the slob on the corner of my street | |
| When me and nbsp??? we blewed that slob in her jeep | |
| And he said Cuzz, I realise we got some muthafuccin playa hatas | |
| They hate me most ' cause they some fuccin baby gangsta hatas | |
| I got cuzzins, I' m blewin relatives in half | |
| And we kill family if ? wanna kick my ass | |
| But I' m protected by the blue and the green | |
| Rattattat, put a Elm in the gangsta league, Cuzz | |
| I guess that' s how this shit' s supposed to C | |
| Cock my Glock, kay' s up to 2pac, slob feel me | |
| Chorus | |
| G Bone | |
| I' m givin up the C to these muthafuccin snoops | |
| Slobs catchin the blues when a nigga dippin through | |
| Hand on my heat, pullin the trigger with the quickness | |
| Slobs feelin the muthafuccin wrath of my Cripness | |
| Crippin to the fullest ' cause nigga buck slobs, buck all slobs | |
| Nigga I' m a muthafuccin Crip straight slob killa | |
| Showin these muthafuccin slobs no love | |
| These muthafuccin slobs are gonna be chokin on they own blood | |
| Cause I' m fillin ' em up with this muthafuccin hot lead | |
| Slob niggas are slob bitches track and puttin them mathafuccin red smoked out | |
| A loccin nigga crippin is all a nigga know | |
| Dumpin these muthafuccin slobs with my chrome . 44 | |
| My nigga Face is killin up shit, slob niggas feelin the pain | |
| Gangsta raw, makin ' em stain, drivin these slob niggas insane | |
| Slobs can' t hang | |
| I tought you know the Bone is on my Crip job | |
| South Side Atlantic Drive Crip Ride nigga fucc slob | |
| Chorus | |
| AWOL | |
| Slobs better believe in heedle Compton corners with Glocks | |
| Cause I' ll C bustin Elms a lot, yelling Cuzzins to see the Glock | |
| 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 bitch be laughin at me ' cause I' m a nut | |
| AWOL C givin a fuck, you fuck with Kelly, you fuck up | |
| Cause I' m not the nigga you thought I was, nigga from Kelly from Compton, Cuzz | |
| Doin the shit like Oaklahoma, niggas was not knowin what it was | |
| Blood killa, steady packin the heat | |
| A Piru killa, leavin you slobs 6 feet deep, sleep | |
| You besta catch Aids if you believe in magic | |
| A AC poppin the trigger quick, leave the scenes tragic | |
| Slobs better be thinkin about it, better be thinkin about they shit | |
| Better be thinkin about they hood, thinkin about they slob bitch | |
| If she frame to fuck up I hope she' s wet enough | |
| But if she' s too fuccin dry, I' m a have to help her out and ran her up | |
| Chorus |