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Azucar Moreno - Set Trippin' lyrics
[BIG FREEZE]
 Catch the beat for the Ace Duece Trey
 Big Freeze is in effect for 94 and I'mma spray
 Tec-9 hollow point tips on your Slob-ass killin snoops
 In the street with me and he won't
 Last a second, come to checkin' all you slobs with the quickness
 Dumpin' with the Tec you close you're eyes and try you wish this
 This was a dream and maybe one day you'll wake up
 But you ran upon the wrong Franklin Crip and got bucked
 Right back in your muthafuckin' place
 Big Freeze got the nine in your muthafuckin' face
 And just to let you know I ain't no muthafuckin' ho
 Hot feeling full of lead and leave your body on the floor
 It's BK Crippin' all the time when I ride Nationwide
 East Side Franklin Crippin' , so you Slobs better hide
 And if you don't when I see you I'ma kill you
 You can bet your bottom dollar fool I'll peel you
 [BATMAN]
 This ain't no poser but I be bang Crabs to pieces
 Wonderful one to his head and deceased him
 Point blank range it was strange the way it happened
 East Side Swans pulled up and started cappin'
 Crabs been runnin' and duckin' and try to get the fuck away, but it's too late
 Cause I popped hI'm with the H.K. pop
 Miggety gun between the Crabs with me strap with me Nine
 Buck buck buck buck buck E-Ricket always die
 Me kick the rasta shit hI'm make me mad I get with him
 Me comin' from South Central ??? me say trick
 Bickin it kickin it and stoppin it, pissin' and jackin' a punkin' the Crab dude
 Me love to smokin' chronic, drink O.E. and act a fool
 Some Crab in me hood losin' life for ?? chip
 Me happy to Glock and got and show 'em for no pity
 Blood, me gangsta from me hood, me killin' never like a slut
 Or me can do the ?? because them snitch like a ??
 [SIX PACC]
 I got the feelin' there's anotha Slob killin' in my hood
 Niggaz gettin' suited and booted up to no good
 Shootin' up everything and Tec-9 bail ringin'
 Showin' the punk-ass snoops how we gangbangin'
 Psycho assassin I laugh when I stick 'em
 Then I bury hI'm alive cause the fool wasn't Crippin'
 I got a double barrel sawed-off, point it at the hostage
 Had your mama ransom and still shock the bitch
 You better ask somebody about Six Pacc
 Original Gangsta well known to peel a cap
 3 o' clock in the morning the "F" Gang creepin'
 To see if we can catch another Slob slippin
 C-rag hangin' off the Gauge as I blast fool until you know this is Crip
 And you don't have to ask
 Evil side never die, fool it's no mistery
 Crabs runnin' the ocean I'm from the C
 [GREEN EYES]
 Now as I tight'n up my flags, my bhakis sag low
 Banged up for Inglewood, yeah 104
 'bout to pull a jack in my bucket, nigga Pumpkin
 Saw the first rip, who slipped, put some' in his chest
 Set trippin' I'mma bust on his ass quick
 210 pounds lettin' of 50 rounds
 Gunnin 'em down for the homies that's B.I.P
 It's called payback I stay strapped, I packs a Mac-1
 Brazy like Rambo I'm lettin' of ammo with my 9, 16 shot
 Fuck all these Crabs lies in the studio
 Tryin' to act like they hard
 But you done pushed me to my limit like a muthafuckin credit card
 ??? fired up the motherfuckin' strap
 Green eyes got something off his chest ready to be expressed
 Fuck all ya'll Crabs, ya'll niggaz ain't shit
 And you will never catch Green Eyez mackin' to a Crab bitch
 [G-BONE]
 Slob-ass niggaz C's up what that Crip like
 Niggaz don't understand that I'm a C, a Crip 4 lifeAzucar Moreno - Set Trippin' - http://motolyrics.com/azucar-moreno/set-trippin-lyrics.html
 Slob-ass fools in my city nigga fear me
 It's the A to the D.C. rip fuck the B
 Atlantic Drive Crippin' is where I'm from
 If you can tell
 ??? that Slob niggas know that they can't spell
 Nigga this is Slob killa, I spell it out
 For you S.L.O.B.K. I double L.A. Crip nigga
 South Side Atlantic Drive makin' Slob panic
 Dippin' in a G
 With that muthafuckin' automatic strap out the window, pop pop now it's on
 A bitch made Slob nigga caught two in their dome
 On the Crens with they burgundy pants caught slippin'
 While I'm dippin' to the other side set trippin'
 Crippin' to the fullest, fuck Slob nigga this is Crip
 I kill a Slob nigga and I smoke a Slob bitch
 [?]
 Now bick back and relax as I kick the facts about you
 Muthafuckin' scary-ass Crabs that just be Bangin On Wax
 True facts and not fiction
 And if you wanna buy ?? gimme your money nigga steady dippin'
 You motherfuckin' right that's how the gangsta go and do it
 Sin Joke come to ?? you to stretch you, but that Ricket blew it
 Mark-ass Crabs droppin shit like a Sega
 I called up G-Pops and told hI'm my nigga need the Desert Eagle
 Blood I think some shit finna jump
 So tell Dogg to bring the nine millimeter and the pistol grip pump
 Yeah, that should handle this
 A Bounty Hunter from Watts, so I'm forcin' niggas scandelous
 And I'm down for whatever
 I got the extra long clip hangin' out my motherfuckin' 'Retta
 Gettin' ready for a C.K
 Here comes some ?? from that Ricket nigga with no further delay
 [TROLL LOC]
 Load up the guns cause now you fuckin' with a killa trigga cop
 Bust some shots at you Slob-ass niggas talkin' shit
 You's a bitch and I'll put that on my momma
 If I catch you in these streets - I'ma leave your ass in trauma
 This shock well and don't bail on T.R.O. double L
 Cause dead rag gettin' toe tagged from hot shells
 Ride throught my hood in that motherfuckin' red
 I put my gun to your head and leave you dead enough said
 [AWOL]
 Now as I hear this on line if you really gon' blast
 I got a flea on my dick, for puttin' in it their dogs ass
 "Damn Blood that Ricket nigga was wild"
 I call myself a dog say fuck hI'm doggystyle uh uh
 Smooth sellin' on a gay-ass snoop
 The main bitch at my house straight smokin' a loop
 K.P. to the motherfuckin' H
 Fuck all Slob this the muthafuckin' K
 [DOGG & LI'L HAWK]
 Gimme the strap goddamn so I can bust on this Crab
 That bitch AWOL
 Tryin' to bang with a ?shank?
 Well, we'll rush you niggas on the count of 4
 And all that Crab shit what is you bangin' for
 Fuck talkin' with you niggas, fuck ?? with you niggas
 Fuck rappin' with you niggas I don't believe you niggas
 It don't stop, I slip in my clip and set trip
 It's the Dogg and Hawksta, Weirdos and Mafias
 Mafia/Weirdos it really don't matter
 I grab my nine and make it rat-a-tat-tatter
 Now we be rollin' in my muthafuckin' G- ride
 It's me Lil' Hawk and the Dogg showin' these Crabs what that "B" like
 Weirdo gangsta's and the 10 and tha 4
 Fuck all Crabs in the studio
 Biiatch
 Tricks in this basket
 Busta-ass Crab-ass ??








