Crippin'
C-Bo Lyrics


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(feat. Daz Dillinger)

[C-Bo]
Yea, that nigga C-Bo and Dat Nigga Daz
Putting it down for the real riders
Fa sho

[C-Bo Hook]
Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name
Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang
Aint nothing damm thang change
All y'all niggas, y'all can't fuck with me we throwing up the C
Tell me what y'all want to do and how y'all niggas really wanted to be

[C-Bo Chorus]
We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night
We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let's ride

[C-Bo]
It's C-Bo and that nigga daz in an four rag
With an auto mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move
Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop
And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street
Like Daz would die for 21
Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man
For the guard and blocks for the Insane
If you down for your gang and throw your rags in the air
Flag the mother fuckers like you just don't care
Im going to ride for mine, do or die for mine
South side duce nine, Long Beach eastside
We going ride together, sly eye together
We going crip and die together, getting high forever

[Daz Dillinger]
C-Bo, Daz Dillie
Serving other niggas in their city, getting greedy
Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly
Now it's time to get stupid or really (Yea)
High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone
Me and C-Bo we keep going zone to zone
My type reaps are anonymous
Coke, weed, cock, feeds we dropping them
Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill
Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that's on the real
Rhino we explode like dynamite
How many niggas getting killed tonight
Is you, you, you, and all of you
Back flossing with the mother fucking mack
Going clip from clip, bout my business and shit
Fly whips and getting dip, we aint taking no shit
See we serious about this and lyrically about this
Curious about this, its beautiful with out this
How can you come to an battle with out an gun

[C-Bo]
You get done fucking with duce ninety-two-one

[C-Bo Hook]

[C-Bo Chorus]

[Daz Dillinger]
I guess the war zone, get soldiers and let's go to war
Putting work mother fucker even the storm
Meeting machine guns, grenades, and 45's
Crazy in the land when its hard to survive
Catching the nigga slipping, the blunt, and the crippin
On the mission blasting niggas if you already
See we bang for the living, use the gun to go to prison
Doing hell of time with them scandalous bitches
Back looped out, smoked out hit an another one
When I'm bombed out, smoked out
So we swerve in the glass house and we roll the street
I ran niggas rolling up on us and well up the heat
I said, What's up you plotted the wrong set
It's my duty to put my gun this nigga to rest
Boom, boom, shots from the tech ran out
Another enemy gone, that's what I'm talking about
Niggas draw my name out and say they going to kill me
I aint worried about an damm thang, y'all niggas cant kill me
See my homies is killers and we do this for passion
You better get your strap, when you see us we blasting
We will run up on you nigga their aint going to be no asking
You better get your strap when you see, we blasting

[C-Bo]
Their aint no future in the front you bitches is straight hoes
Wish niggas want scramble with the foes
I peel his cap with the boom, boom
You niggas going die tonight, crip card going ride tonight
Niggas want to see roll the hardcore
Dump niggas in the sea
Many fourteen leave them slope in his front seat
Approach me I jump my magnum to your teeth
Hop out the bentley, sagging down to my knees
Screaming out thug life, throwing slugs in the air
Leaving in the mansion with no neighbors and don't care
Drinking Cristile out the bottles
To the life of luxury, stuck with me, we smoldered with models
Im an thug nigga, wont die alone without taking an knife
And shoot an piggy in his face for his third strike
You cremate me or send me to jail
Don't give an fuck because I was born in hell

[Daz Dillinger]
And every where I go I see the same mother fuckers and I end up back in jail

[Hook: C-Bo]





[Chorus: C-Bo]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of C-Bo's song Crippin' featuring Daz Dillinger are a representation of the gang culture in Long Beach, California. The song highlights the pride associated with claiming a set and a gang in the community. C-Bo first mentions the fact that wherever he goes, people call out his name and identify him as a member of his set. He talks about how nothing has changed and how people cannot mess with him or his gang. Daz Dillinger then joins in and talks about serving other niggas in their city and that it's time to get stupid or real.


The lyrics go on to talk about the violence associated with the gang culture in Long Beach. They mention the different weapons used in the community, such as auto mag, tag, 21 guns, etc. C-Bo states that he is willing to die for his set, and that they will ride and die together. They talk about being serious about the gang lifestyle and being curious about it. The lyrics mention the importance of coming to battle with a gun and that they are not afraid of death.


Furthermore, the lyrics highlight how the gang culture in Long Beach is an ongoing battle for survival. The rap material focuses on the pride of their set, their willingness to die for it, and the violence they use in protecting it. C-Bo's message through this song is loud and clear: Long Beach is a warzone, and the gang culture is at the heart of it.


Line by Line Meaning

Yea, that nigga C-Bo and Dat Nigga Daz
Introducing C-Bo and Daz as the artists of the song


Putting it down for the real riders
Representing and advocating for true gang members


Fa sho
Definitely, without a doubt


Every where I go niggaz be holla out my name
People recognize and acknowledge C-Bo wherever he goes


Talking the about the set I claim and the gang I hang
Discussing the specific gang and territory C-Bo represents


Aint nothing damm thang change
Nothing has changed, still the same


All y'all niggas, y'all can't fuck with me we throwing up the C
No one can compete with C-Bo and his gang, they represent their gang symbol


Tell me what y'all want to do and how y'all niggas really wanted to be
Challenging others to prove themselves and show their true intentions


We just Crippin, Crippin, Crippin all night
Engaging in gang activity, representing their gang all night


We just Dippin, Dippin, Dippin let's ride
Moving around quickly, ready to go and ride


It's C-Bo and that nigga daz in an four rag
C-Bo and Daz are cruising in a lowrider car


With an auto mag, tag, blasting niggas about the move
Armed with a semi-automatic gun, ready to retaliate against enemies


Feeling to do this out the roof, twenty-one guns and loop
Eager and ready to engage in extreme violence, with a large number of weapons


And crush son like Big Pun, I die for 29th street
Willing to sacrifice his life for the pride and respect of his gang


Like Daz would die for 21
Daz, too, would give his life for the honor and loyalty to his gang


Connect gang, wreck thang, disrespect I swing the tech man
Representing their gang, causing trouble and showing no mercy to those who disrespect them


For the guard and blocks for the Insane
Protecting their gang territory from rival gangs


If you down for your gang and throw your rags in the air
If you are loyal to your gang, show it by raising your gang flag


Flag the mother fuckers like you just don't care
Showing no fear, boldly representing their gang without hesitation


Im going to ride for mine, do or die for mine
Willing to fight and even die for his gang


South side duce nine, Long Beach eastside
Referring to specific locations within their gang's territory


We going ride together, sly eye together
Staying united and watchful as they carry out their gang activities


We going crip and die together, getting high forever
They will live and die as gang members, always indulging in drug use


C-Bo, Daz Dillie
Reintroducing the artists


Serving other niggas in their city, getting greedy
Dominating and taking control in their city, becoming selfish and hungry for power


Seen getting shity, rolling vapor are dilly
Being involved in illegal activities, like selling drugs or causing trouble


Now it's time to get stupid or really (Yea)
Ready for extreme violence or intense action


High stone roll everywhere I Rohm with the meat on my bone
Always armed, prepared to fight or defend himself


Me and C-Bo we keep going zone to zone
Moving through different gang territories, asserting dominance


My type reaps are anonymous
His actions and accomplishments go unrecognized or concealed


Coke, weed, cock, feeds we dropping them
Selling drugs, having weapons, and causing chaos


Four kills, an emmy, and in the mode to kill
Having committed four murders, having an emmy (referring to a gun), and being ready to kill again


Prepare for your blood to get spilled, that's on the real
Warning others that they will face violence and bloodshed


Rhino we explode like dynamite
They strike with explosive force, causing destruction


How many niggas getting killed tonight
Questioning the number of people who will be killed that night


Is you, you, you, and all of you
Addressing specific individuals, letting them know they are targets


Back flossing with the mother fucking mack
Showing off and displaying their weapons


Going clip from clip, bout my business and shit
Continuously reloading their guns, handling their business without hesitation


Fly whips and getting dip, we aint taking no shit
Driving fancy cars and quickly leaving locations, refusing to tolerate disrespect


See we serious about this and lyrically about this
They are committed and dedicated to their gang lifestyle, expressing it through their lyrics


Curious about this, its beautiful with out this
Finding beauty and fascination in their lifestyle, despite its dangers


How can you come to an battle with out an gun
Questioning how someone can enter a conflict or challenge without being armed


You get done fucking with duce ninety-two-one
Warning others that they will face serious consequences if they mess with their gang


I guess the war zone, get soldiers and let's go to war
Referring to their gang territory as a war zone, calling for backup to engage in warfare


Putting work mother fucker even the storm
Continuing to carry out violent activity, even in dangerous or chaotic situations


Meeting machine guns, grenades, and 45's
Engaging in battles with heavy firepower and various weapons


Crazy in the land when its hard to survive
Describing the harsh environment they live in, where survival is difficult


Catching the nigga slipping, the blunt, and the crippin
Taking advantage of someone's vulnerability, under the influence of drugs and engaging in gang activity


On the mission blasting niggas if you already
Carrying out their mission by shooting and killing their enemies


See we bang for the living, use the gun to go to prison
They engage in gang activity to survive, even if it means going to jail


Doing hell of time with them scandalous bitches
Serving long prison sentences with untrustworthy and deceitful women


Back looped out, smoked out hit another one
Intoxicated and high, continuing to consume drugs


When I'm bombed out, smoked out
Being heavily under the influence of drugs


So we swerve in the glass house and we roll the street
Driving recklessly in a luxury car, roaming the streets


I ran niggas rolling up on us and well up the heat
Encountering rival gang members and preparing to shoot at them


I said, What's up you plotted the wrong set
Addressing the rival gang, informing them they made a mistake targeting their territory


It's my duty to put my gun this nigga to rest
Feeling obligated to shoot and kill the rival gang member


Boom, boom, shots from the tech ran out
Firing multiple gunshots from a semi-automatic weapon


Another enemy gone, that's what I'm talking about
Celebrating the killing of a rival gang member as a successful outcome


Niggas draw my name out and say they going to kill me
Enemies targeting C-Bo, claiming they will murder him


I aint worried about an damm thang, y'all niggas cant kill me
Expressing fearlessness and confidence in his ability to survive any threat


See my homies is killers and we do this for passion
Referring to his gang members as ruthless murderers, engaging in violence for their own enjoyment


You better get your strap, when you see us we blasting
Warning others to arm themselves when encountering them, as they will shoot without hesitation


We will run up on you nigga there aint going to be no asking
Approaching someone with the intent to harm, without any hesitation or warning


You better get your strap when you see, we blasting
Reiterating the need to be armed and prepared when encountering them


Their aint no future in the front you bitches is straight hoes
Addressing others who act cowardly or disrespectfully, calling them weak and promiscuous


Wish niggas want scramble with the foes
Challenging enemies to engage in a conflict with them


I peel his cap with the boom, boom
Shooting and killing an enemy with a gunshot to the head


You niggas going die tonight, crip card going ride tonight
Threatening enemies with death, asserting their dominance as gang members


Niggas want to see roll the hardcore
People want to witness their violent and ruthless behavior


Dump niggas in the sea
Killing rival gang members and disposing of their bodies in the ocean


Many fourteen leave them slope in his front seat
Referring to murders carried out using a .40 caliber handgun, leaving dead bodies in the front seat of a car


Approach me I jump my magnum to your teeth
Threatening violence and harm to anyone who confronts him


Hop out the bentley, sagging down to my knees
Getting out of a luxury car and intentionally lowering his pants to show disrespect


Screaming out thug life, throwing slugs in the air
Expressing loyalty to the gangster lifestyle, firing shots into the air


Leaving in the mansion with no neighbors and don't care
Living in a large, secluded house without concern for the opinions or presence of neighbors


Drinking Cristile out the bottles
Drinking expensive champagne straight from the bottles


To the life of luxury, stuck with me, we smoldered with models
Living a lavish lifestyle surrounded by attractive women


Im an thug nigga, wont die alone without taking an knife
Identifying himself as a dangerous and violent person, ready to harm others before he dies


And shoot an piggy in his face for his third strike
Shooting a police officer in the face as a response to their third strike law


You cremate me or send me to jail
Indifferent to the consequences, willing to be killed or incarcerated


Don't give an fuck because I was born in hell
Having no fear or concern for the consequences of his actions, as he believes he was born destined for a life of crime


And every where I go I see the same mother fuckers and I end up back in jail
Encountering familiar faces, always ending up back in jail due to his criminal lifestyle


Hook: C-Bo
Repeating the song's hook, representing the loyalty and pride associated with their gang


Chorus: C-Bo
Repeating the song's chorus, emphasizing their dedication to their gang activity




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Meddisin

So good so good!! Daz really killin it here, killer track

Jose Vargas

Damn this still sounds as good as it did when it came out, shit even better now damn

Twan Feezy

Exactly

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From South Sacramento to the LBC

Lonewolf Jackson

Fam i got the stink face on right now like #GoodGracious

The Hockey God

Sick track man 🔥 fuck I love this old school rap

Lonewolf Jackson

Daz's best performance came with the Mobfather. Not a coincidence!

P Edwards

'22
....We throwin up, the, #C!....
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